When Ji Shuisheng and the others walked to the front to take a look, Li Daniu had fallen asleep with his hands on his cheeks. They didn't know what delicious food he was eating in his dream, but saliva was dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Still sleeping? We've lost all our food."
Ji Shuisheng shouted beside Li Daniu's ear. Li Daniu quivered and opened his eyes in confusion. He jumped up and raised his hand to hit him.
"Who told you to steal my food? I'll beat you to death!"
Ji Shuisheng leaned back and dodged Li Daniu's fist. He raised his hand and grabbed his wrist.
"It's me. Would I have called you if I were really the one who stole the grain? They would have sneaked the food away long ago."
