Hu Jianguo shrank his neck, his heart racing. What in the world was wrong with his mother? Had Feng Yun been so agitated that she’d lost her mind? Qi Qiuming, however, didn’t care what Hu Jianguo was thinking; he finished his shouting and marched off. Hu Jianguo pondered for a moment, but he didn’t dare go home just yet, fearing another tongue-lashing from Feng Yun. He turned on his heel and headed toward a different village.
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By the time Feng Yun reached Hongdong Village, it was nearly eight o’clock. The kerosene lamp in the village head’s house was still lit, and shadows flickered against the windows, clearly indicating that some business was being discussed inside. Hu Guangcong made to walk in, but Feng Yun grabbed him by the arm.
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