"Old Zhang's wife, watch your mouth. Be careful that when Hongmei comes back and finds out it was you spreading these rumors, her son and daughter might come to settle the score with you."
"I'm her aunt by marriage, what's she going to do to me?" Old Zhang's wife replied defiantly.
"You've long lost contact with them. What kind of aunt by marriage are you? Are you trying to cozy up to them now that they're well-off? But you're going about it the wrong way," said someone from the village with a laugh.
"Who cares about their family? She's a woman of such age behaving shamelessly outside. We can't afford to lose face like that. Besides, it wasn't me who said it. I just heard it from someone else."
"Who did you hear it from?"
"Liang Weixiang and her younger daughter both said so. Her younger daughter worked at Liang Hongmei's store before New Year. They saw it with their own eyes. How could it be fake?"
