The moon shone as bright as day, casting silver light everywhere.
Qin Jin rode his bicycle, leading a group of boisterous eighteen or nineteen-year-olds weaving through the village paths.
They bantered back and forth, occasionally bursting into laughter, startling the dogs in the neighboring villages into a frenzy of barking.
Amidst the laughter, they arrived at Li Shengcai's doorstep.
Qin Jin bellowed, "Dong Lamei! You old charlatan, come out and face your death!"
Dong Lamei woke up startled from her dream, but it was Li Jinniu who opened the door.
"Brother-in-law, what are you..." Before he could finish asking what was going on, Qin Jin pushed him aside, "This has nothing to do with you! Get lost."
A gang of them stormed into the courtyard with great commotion.
Li Shengcai saw many shadows looming in his yard through the window, and he barely avoided tumbling out of bed.
What on earth were these hooligans up to so late at night?
