"Thank you for the reminder, courageous hero, but I have important matters to attend to here..." Sun Erzhuang, being broad and fat, usually felt tired after standing for a while. Now, carrying the heaviness of a dead body, he had been standing for quite some time and was already very exhausted.
He carefully put down the corpse of his mother and cupped his hands towards the big man in front of him, "Brother, you must have just come from outside the temple. Have you seen my donkey?"
"Donkey?" The big man smacked his lips as if savoring the taste, "Donkey meat is delicious. It's been a long time since I had it..."
Sun Erzhuang's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly said, "I'm talking about my cart-pulling donkey. Brother, have you seen it? There is also a coffin on the cart."
"Oh! You mean that cart-pulling donkey!" The big man clapped his hands, pretending to suddenly understand.
"Have you seen it, brother?"
"No, I haven't!"
