Yao Fang brushed her hair and continued to smile.
Chen Guihua saw a carefree and...vicious face.
Chen Guihua didn't understand, but she knew that Yao Fang had changed. She was no longer the Widow Yao that everyone looked down on.
Actually, she had heard about Yao Fang. Everyone in the village had heard about her too. Everyone looked down on her. The women hated her. They were afraid that Yao Fang would seduce their men. However, she had also heard that Yao Fang didn't behave this way when she first lost her husband.
After her man died, she rarely went out and never talked to strangers. Later, she changed. There were rumors in the village. One night, a woman's scream came from her house, but no one cared.
She changed after that.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yao Fang felt uncomfortable being stared at.
"I don't hate you." Chen Guihua said.
"It's good that you don't hate me."
