Once Jiang Xue left, Wang Yongqiang looked at Zhang Yonggang with tears in his eyes: "Dazhuang, this is not a child, this is clearly a monster. What kind of child is this fierce? If it weren't for this poison not having any cure, we are seven-foot men, how could we end up being long-term workers for two kids? If word got out, wouldn't our buddies laugh their heads off?"
Names were changed, though it sounds slightly better than the original name, it's still not what you would call a cultured name!
If Jiang Xue heard this, she'd definitely die laughing. Two rough guys still dreaming of getting a highbrow name. If you really got that name, do you even understand what it means?
Under the control of others, the two brothers had no choice but to nervously follow Dong Yao, carrying baskets to haul soil.
