They were some distance from the scrap station now. Xu Changqing glanced again at Shen Weimin, who was driving the cart beside her, and couldn't help but let out another soft chuckle.
Her muffled laughter, filtered through her thick scarf, was carried away by the cold wind across the countryside at night. It was faint enough that anyone a little farther away might not have heard it. The problem was?
Shen Weimin was sitting right beside her and heard it all too clearly. Every three to five minutes, she would clutch her stomach and laugh again. "Aren't you afraid you'll laugh till your stomach hurts?"
"Nope. It was just too funny. Even our mom wasn't on your side this time." The moment Xu Changqing recalled the three-against-one scene from earlier, she burst out laughing again.
It was a shame the elders were all in such a hurry to get them on their way before six. Otherwise, they could have stayed to watch the rest of the show...
