Before she could even finish her sentence, Aunt Feng gave her two slaps in the face!
Uncle Feng's family had a lot of strong labor, with only their newborn grandson unable to work. They usually earned a lot of work credits, got more grain at the end of the year, plus they were all hardworking, chopping wood and picking wild vegetables, continuously stocking up on food for the winter. Their standard of living was always higher than those of the average family, naturally making them robust.
Aunt Feng was already a burly and well-rounded woman, and the recent good food only made her stronger.
With those two slaps, Zhao Guihua's face turned purple and swollen, quite distinctively marked by the hand.
Aunt Feng then pushed her under her body, gripping her hair, and threatening her fiercely, "Zhao Guihua, dare you spit out filthy words again, see if I don't tear you apart!"
