Run Sheng was still savoring the experience; he enjoyed the beatings thoroughly.
There was a feeling as if the moves were being etched into his brain.
Tonight,
a lone Big White Rat stood by the riverbank, waiting all night.
Morning.
"Time for breakfast!"
Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou shivered but failed to pretend they were awake.
When Li Sanjiang came down the stairs, seeing the two still snoring, he wondered:
"Did they sneak out at night like thieves?"
The two didn't wake up until noon. Tan Wenbin was slightly better, just a bit dazed.
Lin Shuyou looked better, with clear eyes.
But in Ah You's eyes, the paper figures placed in the hall all seemed to be moving, punching, kicking, wielding knives, and swords.
Run Sheng was scolded by Li Sanjiang.
Because today Run Sheng broke three hoes, two carts, and one tricycle at home and even pushed a cartload of goods into the river.
