"Hey! What do you mean help or not help, I just called the police."
Chen Li shouted at the two people outside the village entrance.
Five minutes ago, the two of them weren't like this. When they spoke, it was always with a sort of sarcastic tone.
Chen Li had advised them not to mess with the cattle. Now that things had developed this way, he didn't want to drink raw milk.
"It feels like they're... not just messing around?" Ah Qing came out with a bottle of iced coke, feeling that something wasn't quite right over there, but the cows really seemed to just want to offer them milk and had no intention of harming them.
"Don't worry about them, or you'll be blamed." Chen Li waved his hand, signaling Ah Qing to go home, assuring her that nothing would happen under his watch, treating it as a lesson for those two foul-mouthed young ones.
"Opening and closing with 'Old Deng,'"
Old Deng's legs aren't nimble now, and his hearing is bad.
"Well, alright then!"
