"Let us out! Yu Tiegen, I curse your ancestors!"
The cry of the two old ladies came from inside the sacks.
Through the gaps in the beer crates, they had already identified their abductor.
Yu Jingting kicked the sacks irritably: "Stop your yapping or I'll throw you in the river!"
The sacks went silent, not daring to make another sound.
Yu Jingting picked a place under the blazing sun and tied the sacks to a pole. Even if they won't get heatstroke, they would still be soaked in sweat.
He squatted down next to the sacks, smoking a cigarette and casually chatting with the two old ladies.
"One year, the first old lady lost a bag of potatoes, but magically the second old lady's potato cellar somehow filled up... You two mustn't fight. As sisters-in-law, you shouldn't be falling out."
"Did you steal my potatoes?!" The first old lady's sack shook.
