Jiang Xiaozhen sat quietly on the doorstep outside the house, motionless.
"Go tell your mother to come over and clean this up."
Li Jianguo, picking his teeth with satisfaction, kicked his son, Gousheng, who was still stuffing a steamed bun into his mouth. Seeing only a bit of porridge and some pickles left on the table, Gousheng grabbed the last remaining bun from the basin and ran out.
Chapter 107