Lu Xiangxiang snickered, her laughter crystal clear, sparking a gleam in the rheumy eyes of the leper squatting by the fire, his shifty eyes rolling around.
Shen Meng brought Lu Mingkai back home, where Lu Zhenping was sharpening a knife in the courtyard.
"Sharpening for what? Is that, a chopper?"
"Mhm, I've asked someone to tell Xiao Bin, we'll head to the mountains tomorrow afternoon to hunt game. Just by looking at the grain distribution, you can tell our family won't get much meat. If we don't hunt for some, we won't have any meat to eat this year."
Shen Meng: "...."
Nonsense, she had already taken two leg portions of meat from her space earlier, she would cook them for dinner tonight, hmph!!!
"Sleepy!"
