"Hahaha..." Gou Dan's grandma had fought with people in the village all her life, smashing things and tossing manure, but today was the most satisfying because usually, people pulled her aside, preventing her from succeeding.
Now, with others helping her, it was too easy.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, ptooey..." Song Jiaming immediately started spitting, but no matter how much he spat, he couldn't get rid of that nauseating chicken dung smell.
"From now on, I will come every day to feed him chicken dung," Gou Dan's grandma said proudly, clapping her hands.
The crowd agreed.
Wang Chunyan couldn't stand it anymore; He Yulan and others also shook their heads and left. Shen Erkui and others had left earlier; this place was a mess, and from now on, Ma Xiulan, Su Dachun, and Song Jiaming's days would be just like today, so there was no point in watching any longer.
On the way back, Shen Erkui discussed with Li Youcai.