"Take a shit? Isn't there plenty of room outside? Just find a private spot."
"What do you know? This is called not letting fertile water flow into an outsider's field."
"Get out of here!" Hearing them make fun of Zhao Youcai, Li Dayong glared. He pushed the two men aside and went with Lin Xiangshun to chase after Zhao Youcai.
If Wang Qiang wasn't home, the two of them would have immediately followed Zhao Youcai into the mountains to find him.
Zhao Youcai ran all the way. Before he even reached the gate to Wang Qiang's yard, he saw Wang Qiang over the wall, playing with his child in the courtyard.
Zhao Youcai's anger flared up instantly. He stomped his feet and roared, "Wang Xiaorou!"
Wang Qiang not only had his sister, Wang Meilan, but he'd also had an older brother. But in an era with poor access to medicine, that brother—Zhao Jun's eldest maternal uncle—had died young.
