With the partnership with Yide Hall now established, there were inevitably many follow-up matters to discuss. As a result, Ji Huan had been making frequent trips to town lately.
Early in the morning, she took Dabao to the village entrance to wait for the ox-cart and noticed the vagrant was still lying in his usual spot.
She heard the mischievous children were incorrigible and still took pleasure in bullying the vagrant.
They might show some restraint when an adult passed by, but the moment the adult was gone, they became completely out of control.
As for the vagrant, he seemed dazed and slow-witted. Not only did he not dodge, but his limbs also appeared clumsy. When the bullying got severe, all he could do was crawl.
Ji Huan wondered where he slept at night. 'Surely he doesn't just sleep under the tree, does he?'
An old auntie also waiting for the cart pointed. "Look, see that dry ditch over there? He probably hides in there at night. It can at least block some of the wind."
