It was the first watch of the night.
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Uncle Gangshun sized up his stubborn wife, shaking his head as he walked toward the house. "You say one thing but mean another. If I'm not in front of you to make you nervous, then you're bound to panic."
Fat Aunt rolled her eyes. "What's there to panic about? I'd be glad if you didn't hover around me all the time, so I could go to the city with Yulan and Baohe to see our daughter."
"Go ahead, I approve of your leave," Gangshun's head popped out from the eastern room, smiling at his wife, "as long as you're confident leaving me alone at home, you should go."
"If I leave, you'd probably go find a young and pretty thing to fool around with, right? ... Oh, yeah ..." Fat Aunt turned to Lin Baohe, "Which wheat field did he take you to?"
Sensing something ominous about the question, yet unclear about what exactly, Lin Baohe who was sitting next to Uncle Gangshun hummed and hawed, looking towards Uncle Gangshun for some hints.
