Old Mrs. Sun glanced at Old Mrs. Song, "Don't disbelieve me, right now she's eating at Old Ding's house. Just look at that Big Boss Ding, what a nasty piece of work, a drunkard through and through. When he's plastered, he beats his wife; a lazy glutton, that's what he is. His wife didn't just go early by chance; she was beaten to death by him. And now, look, he's marrying a young woman. Ah, women really have it tough in this world."
Old Mrs. Song didn't want to dwell on the subject, "Alright, I've got things to do; I haven't even had my lunch yet. You'd better hurry along with your own tasks. Old Mrs. Ding is no easy character; watch your tongue around her."
But just then, a group of people walked from Old Ding's house toward the commune's office.
The Song family's entryway wasn't a main road, but you could still leave the village from there.
