Feng Qingxue's eldest sister-in-law, Zhao Guihua, was in a fight with her second sister-in-law, Li Guohong. They grappled with each other's hair, tore at clothes, and rolled on the ground. Zhao got on top and slapped Li across the face, while Li managed to flip over and started pounding Zhao's face with her fists.
Covered in dust, their faces tensed with fury, both of their faces were swollen and bruised, a complete mess.
At the same time, they cursed each other with all the vile words that they could think of, a never-ending torrent of abuse.
"That'll teach you to steal my meat, to steal my meat, why didn't you choke to death, you damn cur!" Zhao Guihua, with a larger frame that made her appear burly even though she was lean, sat on top of Li Guohong, continuously thumped a fist on her face.
Li Guohong's nose began to bleed from the hits, the blood mixing with tears and snot into a ghastly mess.
"Stop, stop hitting me!" Li Guohong screamed and pleaded for mercy.