Yuan Chun, unable to bear it any longer, walked over and kicked him a few more times. While kicking, she cried out, "Oh God, is there no justice? In broad daylight, someone comes to rob me, even a martyr's widow like me. This is bullying our family because there's no man, only women and children to bully."
"I didn't rob, I just..."
"You didn't rob? As soon as you spoke, you asked me to hand over my store for you to run, and you wanted the recipe for my marinated and fried goods. Isn't that robbery?"
"I'm not, I came to..."
"I don't care what you came for, you want to take my store? No way. This house was left to us by my husband, no one can take it."
"Yuan Chun, is this man really trying to rob you?" At this time, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, hearing the commotion, came over from the neighboring yard.
This time, another woman also came.
"You're so young, why are you working so hard?"
