"Finally out."
Zhou Jiumei looked at the bright sunshine and couldn't help but feel as if she had been in another world.
"Yes, finally out."
Greg Jensen also felt somewhat emotional, having skirted death this time, though fortunately without danger.
Zhou Jiumei turned her head to speak, but when she saw Greg, still relatively clean but wearing only a pair of shorts riddled with a few holes, she found the sight both pitiful and hilarious.
She couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
Greg was taken aback at first, but soon realized the humor and laughed as well,
"I think you'd better go to the edge of the pond and see what you look like now before you come back and mock me."
"What?"
Zhou Jiumei was stunned, quickly ran to the edge of the pond, looked down, and her face turned beet red.
She was so busy laughing at Greg that she forgot she was in rags herself, hardly better off than him.
