The first time he fell into the water, Zhao Zhuangshi thought it was because he bent over and his center of gravity was unstable.
But the immediate second fall into the water really shocked Zhao Zhuangshi.
A little girl, swift as a kitten, actually managed to kick him into the river?
As a well-known troublemaker in the area, Zhao Zhuangshi could get bitten by Widow Zhao's dog, or beat up by some young wife's husband, but he absolutely could not be hit by a little girl.
How could he show his face around if this got out?
Zhao Zhuangshi chalked up the second fall to his own carelessness and climbed towards the shore again, determined.
"Jeez, with that persistence, he could do better than being a thug."
Lin Nianhe grimaced and silently moved a step to the right.
In the next instant, Widow Zhao arrived as expected, sprinting to the riverbank and swinging her arm to smack Zhao Zhuangshi on the head.
