Chapter 62

Inside the Sihe Academy.

Those in the courtyard who weren't at work were still discussing Jia Dongxu.

"Do you think Jia Dongxu's little worm between his legs will satisfy his future wife?"

Married women discussed topics without any taboos.

Sob, sob, sob!

The wind was getting stronger.

"It's about to rain."

The Third Aunt looked up at the sky; the dark clouds were heavy, and there might soon be a big rainstorm.

"By the way, this morning, Wan Ping'an went hunting; do you think he can catch any prey?"

An aunt looked toward the backyard.

"He's okay at catching wild ducks, but hunting, I estimate it's tough."

"Look, it's about to rain; I don't know if he can catch any prey, but he will definitely be drenched into a drowned chicken by the rain."

"Right, he will definitely become a drowned chicken."

The crowd burst into laughter.

In an era lacking entertainment, the most common and universal form of entertainment was gossiping together, chatting until things became boundless.

"Look..."

The Third Aunt pointed at the gate.

The crowd looked over, all dumbfounded.

Wan Ping'an was back.

In his left hand, he carried three pheasants, and in his right hand, he also carried three pheasants.

On his back, he carried seven rabbits.