Mu Danian indeed reached Tie Dao Village, but right now he's enjoying life with Chen Hong.
A roast chicken, a pound of beef, and a pound of baijiu.
A hundred and twenty wen spent completely.
Chewing roast chicken, drinking wine—this is life!
"Little girl, isn't it great being with your brother?"
Mu Dazhong started speaking lewdly again.
Chen Hong stuffed a big chicken leg into her mouth, mumbling indistinctly.
"Come on now, didn't you say it was money from your mom to catch chicks? If we spend it, won't your mom skin you alive?"
In Tie Dao Village, everyone knew the fame of Old Mrs. Mu, and Chen Hong never left her name out of her speeches.
"It's worth being skinned for you. Tell me, little girl, how long has it been since you last came to see me? Don't you miss me?"
"Miss you? What's the use? Your older brother hasn't returned yet, I have to depend on those two old things at home.
