Walking together, An Shuchao tried to talk with his daughter, hoping to mend the diminishing bond between them.
An Hao simply listened in silence, occasionally responding with a murmur.
The two approached the village's small bridge and noticed many people pointing and sneering, with curses and wails constantly coming from the crowd.
"What's going on?" An Shuchao, who hadn't been out for a long time and whose home had been quiet, was curious about the commotion and wanted to take a look.
An Hao lacked interest; she had her college entrance exam the next day and was preoccupied with shopping, not wanting to join the crowd.
Seeing that his daughter was reluctant, An Shuchao changed direction: "Let's go, if you don't want to see, we can take another path."
Just as they were about to leave, someone from the crowd shouted his name: "An Shuchao, come quickly and see, your wife is being beaten."
"What?" An Shuchao was taken aback.
