Though Madam Liu was heartbroken, she saw no reason to let Muniang keep her company in the rain for nothing, so she nodded her head.
Daybreak arrived, and the pouring rain from the previous night had also ceased. Most villagers got up early, and it did not take long for word to spread throughout Tupo Village that the embroidery room Muniang had built in the center of the village now lay in ruins. Villagers gathered around the debris, whispering and pointing in excitement.
"Oh dear, just look at this, the lightning struck their embroidery room so precisely, could it be they did something guilty, and this is a punishment from heaven?"
"Impossible, Muniang seems so decent on ordinary days, how could there be such evil afoot?"
"Humph, who knows, people often show a different face in private. Who knows what she might have done behind the scenes to anger the heavens and bring this lightning down as punishment? Otherwise, why didn't it strike our houses, huh?
