The rumors in the village had spread fiercely. Old Madam Qiao finally came to her senses, but when she heard these rumors, she was so angry that she nearly fainted again.
As for Qiao Yuanzhen, even though he lay in bed, unable to get up, he could only pound the bed board incessantly, all the silver he had acquired had flown away! In a fit of rage, he abandoned all semblance of a scholar and burst out cursing, "Are you two dead at home? How could you let someone turn the house upside down so blatantly? What good are you? Now all the good silver is gone without a trace!"
Madam Zhao and Qiao Dazhi didn't dare to speak at this moment, hanging their heads while Qiao Yuanzhen scolded them.
