A flock of sparrows flew over!
Splat—
A lump of bird droppings landed on Young Aunt's head.
The air, already silent, became even quieter.
Only Young Aunt's twisted face kept changing and collapsing.
As Tang Chuxia and the others were about to cover their faces and run away, a loud scream came from Young Aunt's mouth.
A lump of snow flew out, and two sparrows, still not far away, fell flutteringly.
Young Aunt twisted her face as she rushed over, grabbed the two sparrows, and swung them around in a Thomas spin by their legs.
Tang Chuxia could see the eyes of the two sparrows spinning in a centrifugal motion, dizzy and questioning their bird lives.
Zheng Duoqing shuddered, and whispered to Tang Chuxia, "Little sister, should I make an escape first?"
Tang Chuxia, uncharacteristically refrained from mocking him, and seriously said, "Let's meet at my house tonight, for now, run for your life!"
