What Kind of A Place Is the Capital?
Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations
Shi Xiang took the 100 yuan happily and encouraged a few kids to hold the geese down. She found a rock the size of a brick and smashed it on the goose's head.
None of the seven geese could escape it.
Mu Yali looked at the big goose, which was still struggling with its head smashed, and hid behind a big tree in disgust, afraid of getting stained.
When the geese stopped moving, she walked out in relief. The resentment she felt from being chased by the geese had dissipated.
Shi Xiang tied the feet of the big geese together and hung them on the beam. She turned around and looked at Mu Yali obsequiously. "My name is Shi Xiang. What's yours? You look like you're from the city. Why are you here?"
Mu Yali's skin was very fair, and the slight blush on her face added a charm to her beauty. Shi Xiang had never seen such a beautiful woman. She looked like a fairy on television.
Shi Xiang immediately felt a strong sense of envy.