Qiao Mei picked up the hoe beside her and threw it towards the ground. The hoe swung around and smashed the mud all over the ground.
Mud flew up and splashed onto Wang Yong's leg, causing him a lot of pain.
He jumped in fright and retreated in the direction of the hoe, and got unknowingly chased out of the courtyard by Qiao Mei.
"I, Qiao Mei, am very self-aware. I can't afford to provoke a good man like you who caused his wife to be cursed dead. Don't ever come to my house again and don't enter my house, or I'll break your legs."
Qiao Mei swung the hoe and smashed the wooden door next to her.
This door was a little old and already tattered. Qiao Mei had picked up a new piece of wood today and was going to change it out. Now was the perfect time to make good use of the old door.
Wood shavings scattered in all directions and one piece flew directly into Wang Yong's face, leaving a bloody mark.
