Zhong Dalong turned around, still caught up in the excitement of his sister waking up. He completely missed Xiaoxiao's distress as he spoke with concern, "Sister, you should go inside and rest, I'm off to help Uncle with slaughtering the pig."
After saying this, Zhong Dalong continued towards the gate, but Xiaoxiao quickly stepped forward, her hands blocking his path, standing in front of Zhong Dalong, "You're not going anywhere."
"Sister, what's wrong?" Zhong Dalong asked, puzzled. He thought she had something to tell him.
Without another word, Xiaoxiao swung her fist, punching Zhong Dalong in the stomach with all her strength.
Zhong Dalong was taken aback by his sister's sudden action, grunting in response, "Ugh!"
His sister had hit so hard. He looked up sharply into her eyes, his filled with bewilderment, "Sister, why are you hitting me?"
"I'm hitting you because you hit my husband. You even made him vomit blood. Do you want to make me a widow?" Xiaoxiao said sharply.
