Recalling the intense battle just now, Little Peach's eyes were filled with excitement. She clapped her hands in admiration and said, "Second Brother Zhao beat them until they peed their pants! They were crying their hearts out and were in a sorry state!"
Bai Wutong didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her for using so many idioms. "Then why aren't you happy after winning?"
Zhao Erwa suddenly lowered his eyes again, his pure gaze filled with sympathy. "They're too pitiful, so I let them have the mulberry."
Bai Wutong asked curiously, "Why?"
Zhao Erwa said in a manly manner, "We won't go hungry even if we don't pick the mulberries, but they will go hungry if they don't have any. So it's better to let them have it."
The other children also said, "Yes, it's uncomfortable to be hungry. We promised to give them all the mulberries on the mountain."
The hardest period of a farmer's year was not winter, but spring.
