When he opened his eyes, the man saw Cheng Ershun looking worried, his head bowed as he spoke to someone. As the person drew closer, he finally clearly saw who Cheng Ershun was talking to.
The woman with the scar on her face was different from the fierce woman who had slapped her husband three times at the door yesterday. Now, she was all smiles, looking playful. She was also different from the first time he saw her in that dim room, when her uninhibited, shameless gaze had rested upon him. In the sunlight, the woman wore common, everyday cloth clothes. Despite her unremarkable features, there was an attraction to her that made it hard to look away.
She held a bamboo pole in her hand, with a radish at the tip, and she was currently sitting on... a pig?
Chapter 61