It was just beginning to dawn, with a few stars still hanging at the edge of the sky, when Xia Ningxing and her five older brothers, covered in morning dew, rode their tricycle out of the house.
Since the man-powered tricycle had limited carrying capacity, only Ningxing and her fifth brother were sitting on it, with the eldest brother riding it.
The third and fourth brothers had no choice but to follow on foot.
Originally, Ningxing didn't want everyone to go, as it would be too tiring to walk when there wasn't enough room on the vehicle, but her brothers insisted on coming along regardless.
They had just reached the entrance of the village when they overheard some idle villagers gossiping.
Particularly Pangya's mother, who now raised her thick, disorderly brows, crossed her arms and snorted through her nostrils, "Hey, I heard you're going into business? Selling some dog-fart perfume that you can't eat or drink, who would buy that!"
