It was just a stumble, but he managed to smash his face up like a pig's head, even knocking out teeth?
Hua Xiaomai stared at Pan Ping'an's face and took another careful look. Seeing his shifty eyes, she felt even more that his words were not entirely true. However, since he had already made up his mind not to say more, no matter how much she asked, it would only be a waste of breath. Instead of that, they might as well save some energy.
Thinking this, she led Pan Ping'an to a table in the courtyard to sit down, went to the kitchen to pour a cup of tea for him, placed it in front of him, and sat down herself. She chuckled, "I was just thinking, in these few days, Uncle Ping'an, you should be coming back. True enough, I heard your voice last night. It's just that I set up my stall by the river every night lately and by the time I come home it is already late, so I didn't go over to disturb you. Otherwise, I should have come to check on you."
