Little Jiu, Ning Fengzhi, and Flender had not seen each other for eleven years.
Naturally, there was much reminiscing to do. Though Flender had been tightly reined in by Liu Erlong, he had enjoyed every moment of it back then, and seemed more than twenty years younger.
The three bragged, roasted meat, drank wine, and chatted to their hearts' content.
Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing and the other women were especially fond of Liu Erlong's daughter. They all wanted a little padded jacket of their own as soon as possible.
This clever little girl tugged Zhu Zhuqing and the others along, sweet-talking them as she declared that they would soon have babies.
She delighted all the women, who gave the little girl countless gifts. She was so happy that she practically forgot her own surname was Liu.
"They seem to be drunk. They're really troublesome."
Liu Erlong had already heard Flender beginning to spout nonsense, boasting about how formidable he was and saying that Liu Erlong should wash his feet, that men ought to stand tall between heaven and earth.
Little Jiu and Ning Fengzhi did not stop him. Instead, they kept egging him on. "Don't go home and kneel on the washboard!"
"Joke. Even if someone has to kneel, it'll be her. At home, what I say has always been final!"
Flender pounded his chest and bragged away.
"Is that so?" Liu Erlong strode over, her gaze icy. The moment Flender saw her, his face turned green with fright. He immediately covered his head with both hands. "You can hit me, but don't hit my face."
Bang!
Before he could finish, a punch shattered his glasses, and Liu Erlong grabbed him by the collar and dragged him away.
Ning Fengzhi and Little Jiu burst into laughter. They clinked their wine cups,