C135 The bawd is too bad in her heart

It was as Bean had expected. That evening, before the opening hours, the bawd had gone to her woodshed.

"Little Bean, come, drink a bowl of brown sugar water." The old procuress smiled and told the little girl to put the sugar on the table.

"Grandma, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't laugh like that, I'm not used to it." Bean said, looking at the sugar on the table