It's not surprising that the people who live in the same village talk about Zhang Juhua like that.
Zhang Juhua has a venomous tongue and is unforgiving.
A shrew, simply put.
When the children fought as kids, Zhang Juhua would drag her own kids to confront the other parents, demanding compensation even though it was just a minor scuffle between the kids.
If it weren't out of consideration for Wang Anguo's parents, she wouldn't have shown any mercy with her words.
Now that both of them are gone, and it's time to talk behind people's backs, how could she miss such a good opportunity?
"Anguo, I didn't do it, they're all making things up, all of it."
Wu Qian looked coldly at Zhang Juhua, "Did Wu Jianhua give you money? Did my mom send you money? Did you write to my mom? One by one, every incident, did you or did you not do it?"
Wang Anguo's eyes reddened slightly, being a grown man.
All these years, it was the wife who was always speaking ill of the younger sister.
