"Where did this unruly brat come from?"
Yun Feiwan stumbled as she was bumped into. She reached up to steady her hair bun, turned around, and looked down to see a small boy in a gold-embroidered robe, a globule of snot hanging from his nose.
"You ugly, tacky country bumpkin! All you know is eating, eating, eating! Why haven't you choked to death yet? Nya-nya-nya, I'm not letting you eat!"
Chapter 17