บท 208: 208 is like eating a sack of lemons

Goudan and his three little companions found out that a wild boar had been caught in the village and handed the bucket of Sour Plum Soup to Lin Qingshui, then scattered their bare feet and ran towards the foot of the mountain.

Before long, they bumped into Lin Tang and a few others.

"Uncle, Auntie!" the four little ones ran over as fast as if they were flying.

Seeing Lin Tang dragging a big fat pig, Goudan and his companions' eyes were almost shocked out of their heads.

"Hmph, ha ha..."

Niuniu grunted twice and waved her little fists, her little face flushed, "Auntie, is it true that my dad said you killed a big fat pig with just two punches?"

Choudan took a look, furrowed his little brow, shook his head, and said, "It's not like that."

With that, he took a short step forward and struck a horse stance.

His little face was as serious as an old man's.

"Hehe, ha hung, left hook, right roundhouse kick," his voice was milky and softly fierce.