"Sister-in-law, I... I need to hurry to the fish pond and get the fish orders ready. I'll have Cao Chusheng deliver them to the county later."
Zhang Xiaobei had never been so disheveled, not even when facing those vicious thugs armed with weapons.
Watching Zhang Xiaobei's retreating figure, He Xiaoya felt a sense of loss, as if something had been stolen from her.
The most infuriating thing was that the thief who stole something wasn't even aware they had taken anything from someone else.
Once Zhang Xiaobei left the house, his long-suppressed cosmos burst forth instantly. He was lucky that He Xiaoya wasn't there at the moment, or he didn't know if he would impulsively cross that insurmountable gulf...
Despite this, the torment deep in his soul caused Zhang Xiaobei unbearable pain.
Glancing at the sky, it was midday, "Damn it, I might as well find a place to let off some steam, or I'll be tortured to death by this wicked fire."
