Only after hearing Zhao Youcai's words did a few of the older women step forward and hurriedly pull Tian Aixiang and Tan Qingjuan apart.
The two of them were a complete mess. Their hair had been pulled into disarray, their faces and hands were covered in bloody scratches, and their clothes were torn and rumpled. Even after being pulled apart, they still glared viciously at each other, looking as if they were ready to launch back into the fray.
"It's a day for celebration! What are you two causing a scene for? If you don't want to eat, then get lost!" Zhao Youcai roared in anger when he saw the state Tian Aixiang and Tan Qingjuan were in.
"Village Head, she knocked into me and made me drop my bowl! It shattered! Are you going to do something about it or not?" Tian Aixiang said angrily.
"You're the one who bumped into me! You couldn't even hold your own bowl, so why are you blaming me?" Tan Qingjuan refused to take the blame.
