Li Xing'an laughed, "Does that mean he will be kneeling from now until New Year's?"
It's not even October yet, and there's still three months until New Year's.
Mu Yuanxiu said, "In the village, Tian Sanbao either steals chickens from this house or duck eggs from that one. He's stolen the old iron pot used by an old lady for cooking, swapped a young wife's floral clothes for money, and even taken students' paper and pens to write promissory notes."
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"In this village, seven or eight out of ten households have been visited by him. The villagers all loathe him, and upon hearing that what he will do will be advertised, they wouldn't even need to punish him. They wouldn't listen to him anyway."
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"In this case, he will continue to kneel! Let alone kneeling until this New Year's, he might still be kneeling by next New Year's!"
