The truck started up, rattling and clanking. It looked like it was about to fall apart at any second, yet it stubbornly drove off into the distance.
"Da Huang's big brother, split the money."
Jiang Xia looked at An Ning, speechless. His devil-may-care air returned.
"I'm telling you, you're way too vengeful. I only called you 'Sika Deer' so Fatty wouldn't know your name."
After speaking, he waved the money in his hand at An Ning and tilted his head toward the mountain.
"We'll split the money up on the mountain."
An Ning had no objection. The sun was already out, and people would soon be heading to the fields to work.
The two walked toward the mountain together. An Ning spoke up again, "When we were hunting the wild boar, you shouted 'Sika Deer'."
Ahead of her, Jiang Xia's pace slowed for a moment. He frowned, thinking back. It seemed he really had shouted that.
He suddenly stopped and turned to stare at An Ning.
"You have a pretty good memory, huh?"
