He sprawled flat on his back in the snow, arms and legs splayed wide. Only when he lifted his head, spat out a mouthful of snow, and reached out a hand for help did he realize that the person he was asking to pull him up was the very same person who had kicked him from behind a moment ago.
As he looked up, he saw the tall, upright man casually picking at his ear, staring down at him with utter disdain. "Noisy. Did you eat manure for breakfast?"
*Who ate manure?* Cheng Siniang had cursed him far worse than that; surely she was the one who ate manure, if anyone!
Chapter 148