"What nonsense are you spouting!" Huixian was anxious. "How do you know so much about our family's affairs? Aren't you all just making wild guesses and imagining it out of thin air?"
"We're spouting nonsense? You were beating Jiang Xun at home, and it was so loud that we could even hear it in our own courtyard! Who hits their children like that? Is it because she isn't your child that you don't feel bad if you beat her to death!" Auntie Guo said angrily.
"When we heard it, we went to stop it. We saw that Jiang Xun's arms were full of marks from the broom and the wooden stick. There were so many marks on her arms, do you still need to think about the marks on her back?" Auntie Huang followed up, "We brought Jiang Xun home and applied medicine on her. Netizens, you couldn't imagine it, the marks on Jiang Xun's back were so dense. I don't even know how Jiang Xun survived!"
"She was just a child!" Auntie Qiao cried in anger. "How could the Luo family do this!"
