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A chicken hung ten, thousands of miles from the sea.
There was something soothing about it, invigorating even. To touch the earth, to grow, to make . . . and then to enjoy the fruits of my labour.
You can’t learn if you just unga-bunga everything in your path. I mean, it was kind of a valid strategy . . . but if I ran up against somebody who I couldn’t just yeet out of the province, I was pretty boned.
The dragon and Chun Ke had been in the forest nearby the last she had seen of them, going around and burying some of their nut stash so they could have something to eat if they went for a walk in the winter.
“Very good!” the Lord Magistrate decreed, raising a cup in toast to them. “So, let us decide the specifics of your little operation in my Verdant Hill.” He looked very pleased.
He would rather aid another than take the credit for himself.
a prim-looking pig with a brush in her mouth and a ledger open in front of her. She didn’t know how a pig could look prim, but she did.
Wa Shi pretended he was going through the numbers as the Boss’s guests talked. He had finished them all a while ago, but there was no sense in letting people know he could work faster . . . that way just led to Pi Pa trying to hand him more work. The best thing to do was to slack off most of the time, then if somebody really needed it one could “beat expectations” by being “faster than normal.”
Vajra sighed contentedly at the memory of the shirtless man sparring with his magnificent cock.
“When I was little, my aim was so bad that instead of throwing snowballs, I had to run right up to people and try to smush the snow on them,” I said to my wife. She smiled at the admission. “I once set a pit trap for Meihua and blamed it on Gou and Yun. She drop-kicked both of them into the river and even brings it up from time to time. She still doesn’t know it was me,” Meiling replied, completing our morning ritual.
“What kind of man doesn’t like digging a big hole?”
“We all make our choices. But in the end, our choices make us.” “If I had a thousand lifetimes, and a million choices, I would choose this path every time.”
both man and cock looked quite serious.
To disregard these feelings was to disregard herself. So she let herself feel the anguish,
Bi De could see where the man had gone wrong. His self-imposed isolation. Xiaoshi had insisted on shouldering everything, doing everything himself. He’d shared nothing of his burdens, lied to even Tianlan, his closest companion. Bi De has seen how even in the little things, he had spurned the support of his friends. All out of a desire not to worry his friends, until it had all come apart in the end.
The man was quieter than his talkative wife, content to simply sit and listen until the time came when he could crack a joke.
There was probably a bit of karma here, considering how much her student was poking and prodding at her every hour to check her over. Meihua had been right: it was annoying as hell, but Meiling managed to keep her temper in check. The rat meant the best, and she would accept it for what it was.
