Run Sheng shook his head, then looked at Li Zhiyuan and said:
"Xiao Yuan."
"Hmm?"
"Do you want to be human together with me?"
...
When Li Sanjiang returned with a cigarette in his mouth, Run Sheng had just finished washing off at the wellhead in the yard and was preparing to clean up the bloodstains he had rinsed off himself.
"What's this? So much blood on the ground, did we slaughter a pig at home?"
Run Sheng scratched his head and said, "Mr. Li, I made this mess."
"You made it? Did you have a massive hemorrhage?"
At this moment, Li Zhiyuan had just dismantled the array in the small workshop and was coming out to wash his hands when he heard the conversation outside. The young man directly said:
"Grandmaster, Aunt Liu was going to make blood curd but I accidentally knocked it over. Brother Run Sheng is helping me clean up."
Li Sanjiang: "It's just spilled, no big deal. I don't like blood curd anyway; it tends to cause inflammation."
