"That's more like it. You can't eat a hot bun in one bite. Take your time."
Old Master Tate breathed a sigh of relief. The boy was finally listening to reason. Adrian Hawthorne put the grass back, then grabbed a few eggs and tucked them into his pocket. He intended for Old Master Tate to feed them to the ox later. Adrian had bought the eggs with his own money to give the animal some extra nutrition.
"I heard the Thorne family and the Golding family had it out yesterday. It seems it was over that little girl, Tang Xiaonan. I overheard some people talking about it when I was digging for shepherd's purse earlier."
Rosalind Green shared the news she had gathered with her son. She didn't really interact with the other villagers, even doing her laundry at home instead of by the river. The village women all looked down on her, and frankly, she had nothing to talk about with them either.
