Xu Qinghuan's face was calm as she quietly watched Lu Nianying act.
Suddenly, there was a shout of "Ah!", followed by a splash in the backyard. Zhang Tieshan rushed over to see, and there lay Qu Qiongfang on the ground, her arms and legs sprawled out, one hand holding a teacup, the other a toothbrush.
The water from the teacup had spilled over her face and chest, soaking the clothes she had just changed into that morning.
Zhang Tieshan went to help Qu Qiongfang, nearly slipping and falling himself.
"Who poured all the water here?"
Zhang Tieshan simply stood outside and shouted angrily.
Everyone ran over to take a look, and saw the ground in the backyard was completely wet.
It hadn't rained for several days, and everywhere was dry, except for this spot. It wasn't near the left or right lean-to, but directly in front of the upper house's backyard door, the path they all used to get to the vegetable garden, which had now turned into a mud pit.
