Wang San didn't even put on his shorts, ran straight out with his butt exposed.
He wanted to find Mu Danian to get back his cured meat, and the chickens and ducks he raised.
His dislocated jaw hadn't healed, so as he ran, drool was flowing from his mouth.
That look, he was like a total thug.
Mu Shuangshuang happened to be preparing to go to the mountains with Lu Yuanfeng to gather fiddlehead ferns, and from a distance, saw a man charging over with his butt exposed, revealing himself.
Lu Yuanfeng quickly pulled Mu Shuangshuang aside, thus avoiding a head-on collision with Wang San.
Like a gust of wind, Wang San disappeared in a flash.
Mu Shuangshuang swallowed hard: "Fengzi, I really didn't see anything just now, did you see who it was? Seemed like he wasn't wearing any shorts."
In March, the temperatures were gradually rising.
But everyone wasn't in a hurry to shed their winter clothes.
