Zhang Weihong's tone wasn't as cold and hard as before. An old man who was herding ducks with him saw the young man shivering from the cold and hurriedly took out his padded jacket and wrapped it around the young man.
Just as the young man wrapped himself in the padded jacket, he turned his head and heard a splash.
Wen Ran: "?"
Seriously, who's jumping into the river now?
Can't we catch a breath early in the morning?
Did everyone agree to die today?
Turning his head, Bao Wenxuan had disappeared on the spot.
Auntie looked bewildered, holding a half-wet jacket, meeting Wen Ran's eyes, she stuttered, "I, I don't know, Bao was mumbling something about waste.
I didn't understand, the jacket was stuffed into my arms, and before I could stop her, she jumped."
Fortunately, Bao Wenxuan was indeed a good swimmer. She dived in and within a minute surfaced to breathe and threw a couple of large river clams onto the shore.
