"Ning Yatou and Shen Jinhe found the pheasant. Everyone knows who hunted it and who did the work!"

Another middle-aged woman chimed in, her voice trembling with excitement, "If it weren't for Ning's quick thinking and alerting everyone to the commotion, that chicken would have vanished long ago! You think you deserve the credit? Dream on! Who gets it is none of your business to argue about! You're shameless enough to block out the wind!"

"Exactly! They've got a huge face, daring to even ask for meat?"

A young man in the crowd spat, his face full of disdain, "Don't you know what you've done? You're so arrogant when you're bullying honest people, but now that you've gotten into trouble, you think you can just use a few stinking coins to get away with it? No way! Only a fool would sympathize with you!"

No one spoke up for them.

The open space fell silent, with only the rustling of the wind through the treetops.

Wang Chunhua and Li Cuicui stood there, their faces turning pale and then red, their lips trembling, but they could no longer utter a single word.

The gazes around them were like sharp arrows, making them unable to lift their heads.

They ultimately failed to win that piece of meat and instead completely lost face.

There are thirteen pheasants, but there are over a hundred people in the village. How many pheasants will each person get?

Even if there are six fewer people in your family, and others get an extra half spoonful of soup, it's still considered a profit.

There are six people in their family, many children, and big appetites. If you calculate it, their family alone should get an extra third.

At every meal, the chopsticks and bowls clattered frequently, and the rice in the pot was always the first to be emptied; as the children grew, their appetites increased day by day, and they ate their vegetables without hesitation, emptying their plates in the blink of an eye.

Every time Wang Chunhua looked at the empty bowls piled up by the stove, she felt both gratified and worried. She was gratified that the children ate well, which meant they were healthy and strong. She was worried because food was scarce, and meat was a rare commodity. A single meal of meat would require careful budgeting for several days.

If their family takes their usual share of the pheasant meat, it will barely be enough to fill a tooth gap. If they take more, others may not say anything, but they will definitely be unhappy.

Will others starve to death if they eat one less bite?

And yet, they actually asked for more.