Yunyi released Geng Erhong, crossed her arms, and stared at Qiu Baojuan struggling in the mire. "Are you trying to garner sympathy by floundering in the mud?"
A nearby auntie, who didn't get along with Widow Qiu, immediately chimed in, "Qiu Baojuan, all the able-bodied men of the village are working in the Pond. Who are you trying to seduce here?
"Truly, like mother, like daughter. Acting so shamelessly in front of everyone!"
Qiu Baojuan wanted to retort. However, when she had fallen earlier, one of her knees had struck a rock beneath the mud. The pain was so intense that when she opened her mouth, she swallowed a mouthful of muddy water, making her retch.
For a moment, the men clearing the silt began to joke crudely among themselves, "That Qiu girl might not be much to look at, but she's nicely filled out. Look at that big backside—must be quite a ride!
"Yeah, and those two mounds on her chest, they're enough to make a man drool!"
