Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

She then realized that although her shout had caused a commotion, it had also exposed her to everyone.

At this hour, in this alley, how do you explain a woman coming out?

Another sharp-eyed woman squinted at her, then suddenly laughed:

"Oh dear, Sister Jinlian's clothes are wrinkled, and her hair is a bit disheveled... Could she have just come from some lover's house?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Jinlian's voice trembled despite her fierce expression. "I... I just got up early to get some fresh air!"

"Get some fresh air?" The woman laughed even harder, circling around her. "You need to get some fresh air from the alley? It's so early in the morning, before it's even fully light. Why are you, a woman, out here getting some fresh air instead of sleeping at home? I bet you came from Da Lang's house!"

"Zhang Dalang, the butcher! That guy's a famous iron rod master in this area!"

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Those in the crowd who knew the inside story immediately brightened up.

A middle-aged man lowered his voice, but deliberately made sure everyone around him could hear him:

"Zhang Dalang? The one who's supposedly six inches long?"

"That's right, that's right! I heard my wife complaining to me that she couldn't stand it anymore, turns out it was Jinlian who got lucky!"

"Tsk tsk, that short bastard Dongmen Qing, that green hat on his head is certainly eye-catching!"

Jinlian was both ashamed and angry, her face turning red and white in turns. She stomped her feet and cursed:

"You're talking nonsense! I... I'm going back to tell my husband that you're gossiping!"

She turned to run, but bumped into someone.

"Ouch!"

Jinlian staggered backward, looked up, and her face instantly turned ashen.

The person who came was her husband, Dongmen Qing.

Dongmen Qing was less than five feet tall; when he stood in a crowd, he only reached the chest of those around him.

He was wearing a faded brown shorts and was holding a rolling pin for making pancakes.

I just heard people on the street saying "Xiangyang has fallen," so I squeezed through the crowd from my house to see what was going on.

He also discovered that his wife was missing—at this time of day, Jinlian should have been up to cook for him.

He thought he should come out and see if he could squeeze into the crowd to watch the excitement.

Who knew that instead of enjoying the excitement, they ended up getting caught in the crossfire of gossip themselves.

He had been standing on the periphery of the crowd and heard everything they said clearly.

Those words like "nearly six inches," "cuckold," and "lover" pierced his heart like needles.

"Jinlian," Dongmen Qing stared at his wife, his voice as cold as ice in the dead of winter, "where did you come from?"

"I...I..." Jinlian stammered, her eyes darting around, "I just got up early to go for a walk..."

"Walk around?" Dongmen Qing sneered. "Walked all the way to Dalang's house?"

"No! I really didn't!"

"No?" Dongmen Qing grabbed her collar and yanked it forcefully—

"Sizzle!"

He ripped open her clothes, revealing the peach-colored bodice underneath.

The ties on the bodice were loose, clearly tied in a hurry.

The exposed neck, collarbone, and even the snow-white skin faintly visible at the edge of the bodice were covered with countless red marks.

Anyone with eyes can see that those are marks left by kisses.

The crowd erupted in uproar.

"Good heavens, these marks... last night's battle was intense!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, how many kisses must have been done?"

"Da Lang is so lucky with women!"

Dongmen Qing's eyes turned red as he looked at the red marks.

His face turned ashen, his whole body trembled, and he slapped Jinlian across the face:

"You slut! You shameless whore! I work so hard selling pancakes to support you, and you dare to cheat on me?"

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap rang out immediately.

Jinlian covered her face, staggered a couple of steps, but suddenly raised her head, a hint of madness flashing in her eyes.

Driven to desperation, she became reckless and went all out.

"You hit me? What right did you have to hit me?"

She shrieked, "Look at yourself! You're barely an inch long, and you only last three seconds each time! If it weren't for that, would I be stealing?"

The crowd fell silent instantly.

Less than an inch? Three seconds?

This amount of information...

The next second, a burst of laughter erupted like thunder.

"Hahahaha!"

"Less than an inch? That's just a peanut!"

"Three seconds? I take more than three seconds to pee!"

"Dongmen Qing, are you even a man?"

Dongmen Qing's face immediately turned a deep purplish-red, his lips trembling as he stammered, "Shut...shut up!"

"I won't shut up!" Jinlian completely let loose, pointing to the red marks on her neck. "Listen to this, folks! I've been married to him for a year, and I haven't had a single comfortable moment! Every time, before I can even do anything, he's finished! Tell me, how can you blame me for this? Huh?"

"Don't blame them, don't blame them!"

"Sister-in-law Jinlian is right!"

"No one could stand this!"

The clamor from the crowd grew louder and louder.

Dongmen Qing was so angry that he trembled all over and raised his hand to strike again.

Jinlian grabbed his wrist, her eyes flashing with madness:

"Try hitting me again! Da Lang is a hundred times better than you! At least he knows how to serve people! At least he can make me feel comfortable! What about you? All you do is hit! And even then, it's only for three seconds! What good are you? Tell me, what good are you?"

Dongmen Qing was rendered speechless by her retort, his face turning pale and then red.

The laughter around them grew even louder.

"Brother Dongmen, calm down, calm down!"

"Don't wash your dirty linen in public; we'll talk about it when we get home!"

"Yes, yes, stop fooling around here, you'll make a fool of yourself!"

Several neighbors stepped forward and dragged Dongmen Qing home, pulling and pulling him along.

Jinlian followed behind, her face covered, her clothes disheveled, her hair in disarray, looking utterly wretched, but her back was ramrod straight, as if those words had restored some lost dignity to her.

The crowd erupted in bursts of laughter.

"Hahaha, so early in the morning, flags and green hats everywhere, what a lively scene!"

"This is much more interesting than listening to audiobooks!"

"Let's go, let's follow them and see, maybe there's a second half!"

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