"Aunt Zhen, look at me!" Du Jinruo pouted and raised her palm, saying, "I was just bumped into by a very rude guy. He was dirty and smelly, and so arrogant, with no manners at all! He hurt me, and my clothes got dirty, but he said I was weak! And didn't even apologize!"
Liu Chunzhen hurriedly pulled her to sit down, "How careless. I'll clean your wounds. Who was that person?"
"I don't know who he was, he was wearing a hat, and his face was covered with green paint, and it was all smeared with mud. He looked just like a clay figure, I couldn't see his face clearly at all."
While disinfecting her, Liu Chunzhen said, "So, are you just going to suffer this loss in silence?"
"What do you mean? Once he cleans himself up, as long as I see him, I'll definitely recognize him! I'll surely identify him one by one at the entrance of the hall tonight!"
