Lizhong, although old and less agile, was still much better off than the equally old and corpulent member of the Hu family. Seeing her recklessly charging at him, he didn't brace himself against her but rather stepped aside, feeling only regret that the broom he had swung hadn't struck the face of that beast, Zhang Ming.
The member of the Hu family wasn't so lucky. Her brute force failing to hit its target, she fell straight toward the ground, making intimate contact with the cold, hard floor with a "thump" that made the onlookers wince with empathic pain.
"Good heavens, brawling in the street, is there no law left! This old woman only wished to bring her daughter-in-law home for a family reunion, but that wretched scoundrel just would not allow it, wuuu, my life is so miserable——"
The member of the Hu family simply lay on the ground, refusing to get up, weeping and lamenting her grievances with a face awash in tears, which indeed looked pitiable to some extent.
