The scenery was all fields and meadows, with a lovely woman by his side. It was all perfect.
However, gradually, Yan Fei's mood was not as beautiful as it had been. As he was talking to the girl, he could still hear Heizi murmuring behind him from time to time.
The volume of Heizi's mumbles was quite low, but Yan Fei's keen ears didn't miss a word.
There wasn't a single pleasant remark.
This guy, leading three cows at their back, was envious, jealous, and resentful watching the couple flaunt their love while he had to guide the cattle on the road, worrying about them breaking loose.
At first, he only grumbled things like "They always pick on me". Gradually, assuming Yan Fei couldn't hear him, his words became more outrageous.
Despite his lack of education and sophistication, he was quite good at spouting snappy remarks, such as "putting flowers in cow dung is still pleasing," "the best cabbages are eaten by pigs," "the magpie is blind to have picked a crow," and so on.