Tian Tian looked over and saw Shui Lian standing in the alley.
Shui Lian was wearing a fitted long dress, her features elegant and poised, giving off an air of dignity. Smelling the pork aroma wafting from the bag in her hand, Tian Tian felt a pang of inferiority for the first time.
She had heard of this person; it was said she was a teacher at the town's school.
"Are you Shui Lian?" Tian Tian asked.
"That's me." Shui Lian smiled at her. "What a coincidence. I often see you carrying pork from Butcher Wang's shop. Oh dear, for someone so pretty like you to be reeking of pork—it's such a waste."
"That cousin of mine is just like that, always dumping heavy tasks on me." Tian Tian couldn't help but complain in front of an outsider. "While she's off eating watermelon and enjoying herself."
