Lihua nervously tugged at Xiong Shan's hand: "Both adults over there have spoken, the old lady is making a move, don't look where you shouldn't."
Xiong Shan: "I'm just waiting to clean up afterward, those corpses will make good fertilizer for the fish ponds."
Just as the words fell, Xiong Shan let out a muffled groan and lowered his head.
"What's wrong?" Lihua anxiously looked at her husband, discovering his eyes were bleeding.
Xiong Shan immediately knelt down: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have looked."
Lihua, seeing her husband was not in mortal danger, surprisingly sighed with relief.
She dared not look toward the bridge, only glanced to the sides, discovering further away by the field ridges that Qin and Liu, the two adults, were respectfully standing there with bowed heads.
"Both adults can only wait over there, yet you still dare to look?"
"I know I was wrong, Lihua, quickly get me some ointment."
