A man's heavy breathing came through, "I've got a wife at home, but that plain Jane, I've lost all interest. Besides, wild flowers always smell sweeter than home blooms, right? Heh heh heh."
Immediately afterward, came the woman's muffled complaints.
"Ow, you damned bastard, slow down stripping off my clothes, what's the rush for?"
"Heh heh, how can I not be in a hurry? Less talking! Hurry up and get undressed, while no one's around, let's get on with it quick."
As Xiaolong and Xiaoting listened to their conversation, they had already approached the pair who were having an affair in the cornfield and recognized them. The man was a village rascal named Mao Dan, and the woman, to their astonishment, turned out to be Ercheng's woman—Chunhua.
"Xiaolong, I didn't expect the one doing such things in the cornfield to be Sister Chunhua."
"How did Sister Chunhua and this rascal get mingled together?"
