Zhou SiLang couldn't help but glare at him, "You still have the nerve to talk? You ran ahead empty-handed, leaving me all alone to lag behind."
"Who says I was empty-handed? I clearly had a hoe on my shoulder," Zhou Wulang said. "I told you to run first, who asked you to turn back and argue with those people? Didn't you see they were in greater numbers?"
Manbao sat to one side, turning her head first to look at one and then the other, finding the scene intriguing.
But Old Zhou didn't find it amusing at all. He slapped his thigh to quiet his sons before asking, "Why were they chasing after you? Did they know you went into the mountains to dig for China root?"
"No, they didn't," Zhou SiLang confirmed. "I asked them, and they were just jealous that we were foraging for wild mushrooms in the mountains."
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been stupid enough to turn back and argue with them.
