Aunt Shuihua responded warmly, "Don't worry, Sis. I'll definitely find you next time."
Her heart swelled with pride. Nothing made her happier than dealing with people who were greedy for small gains. After all, such greed often led to larger losses—something these folks would eventually come to understand. She glanced at her son and said, "Let's go."
The group swiftly departed.
As soon as the donkey cart left, Aunt Shuihua immediately asked, "What happened?"
She glared at her younger son. "Did you cause trouble again?"
Shan Mao responded gloomily, "I just asked for some water to drink. They were awfully mean about it."
