Madam Jiang went out and saw Widow Sun walking towards Fu Ming's room impatiently.
"What's going on? I heard that my husband was beaten up? His head was split open. Who beat him up? Get someone to come out and talk to me."
Widow Sun was a shrew, but she only went to the bed to take a look at Fu Ming before quickly looking away.
Fu Ming was indeed good-looking. Back then, she had taken a fancy to his appearance and thought that he had fled to this place. He did not have any relatives or friends and did not even have a place to stay. If she was married to him, she would not have parents-in-law. She could still be in charge at home. She was also familiar with the village.
Although Fu Ming was silly from time to time, didn't the doctor say that he could be cured?
But…
'Cure my ass.'