Those three men in the river were close by and were almost deafened by the sharp screams. One of them was Yang Youli, a villager in his forties who specialized in tanning animal skins and fur. Being very serious, he hated such shrewish shouting the most, "Have you finished howling? The water is only chest-deep, what's the point of swimming like that!"
Liu Zhengshi stopped yelling and steadied herself, "How would I know the water only reaches my chest..."
