After finishing their meal, Shuanzi's mother was still muttering to herself, "Young Master Song and Young Master Ye must have been from wealthy families, right? It's such a luxury to see them eating meat."

“But before, they were very frugal with their food. They would be full after half a bowl of porridge each, and they didn’t eat much all day.” Shuanzi felt that they weren’t wasteful people, they just liked to eat meat.

"They look down on wild vegetable porridge, but you can tell when they eat meat. They stew five or six pounds of meat at a time and eat and drink like crazy." What bad intentions could Shuanzi's mother have? She just felt sorry for the meat.

"They brought back that roe deer too. How could I have meat to eat?" Shuanzi said honestly.

Shuanzi's mother choked, then sighed, "I just felt that we shouldn't eat all that meat in just two or three days. It would be better to save it for the New Year."

"Mother, say less. We're only able to eat meat thanks to Young Master Song and Young Master Ye. We're only doing this because of them. What if someone hears you complaining and you offend them?" Shuanzi's little sister is a clever little devil, more sensible than her brother and mother.

Because Song Tantan always wore her hair in a bun and dressed in gray cotton clothes, everyone assumed she was a young master. She didn't deny it; it's never a bad thing to be cautious when you're out and about. Besides, she and Ye Moxun had shared a bed for several days at the beginning, and if people found out she was a woman...

She could be drowned in spittle. In ancient times, she was old enough to be married, so to avoid trouble, she should just be a young master.

As Shuanzi and her two sons were talking, Song Tantan and Ye Moxun happened to be returning from a walk to digest their food. They passed by Shuanzi's mother's room and overheard them. When they heard them mentioned, they stopped and listened for a while.

So it turned out that Song Tantan was so bothered by a few pounds of meat. She shrugged helplessly, pouted at Ye Moxun, and went back to her room. Ye Moxun followed her in.

"It's getting late, aren't you going to sleep?"

"I'm not sleepy, let's chat." When Ye Moxun came in, he specially brought a chair into the room. Apart from two long benches supporting a wooden bed, there was nothing else in the room, so he could only bring in a chair to sit on.

"What's up?"

“There are so many empty houses in Tantan Village, let’s move out and live there. It’ll save us from conflicts. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, right?” Ye Moxun said in a low voice.

The house was dilapidated and had no soundproofing. If you lived under the same roof, you could hear each other if you spoke loudly.

"Okay, we can't go back for now. We don't know how long we'll have to stay, so we should move out. Otherwise, everything will be a hassle." If we move out, they can eat meat every day without having to hunt in the mountains. They can just take it from their spatial storage.

Living with Shuanzi's family, you have to be discreet about what you eat. And then there's Shuanzi's mother, she's really stingy. Of course, you can't blame her, it's just that life is too hard, they've been starving for so long, they'd rather break any food they have into ten or more pieces to eat slowly.

She and Ye Moxun moved out, and from time to time they would send some meat over as a way of thanking Shuanzi for saving their lives. In truth, Shuanzi had only taken them in and given them a few bowls of wild vegetable porridge; he hadn't done anything else.

Song Tantan gave their family food and oil, which was a way of repaying their kindness. However, the debt of saving a life cannot be measured in this way. Even if Shuanzi hadn't taken them in, they might not have been in any danger. As long as Song Tantan woke up in time, everything would be fine.

But even in such a difficult time, Shuanzi was able to save them and share his meager wild vegetable porridge with them. Based on that alone, we cannot pretend that nothing happened.

The following day, Song Tantan and Ye Moxun confronted Shuanzi's family, revealing that they had found a house they liked and were planning to move there.

"Why do you suddenly want to move out? Wouldn't it be better if you just lived with me?" Shuanzi's mother was getting anxious. What about the remaining roe deer meat? Would they take it too?

As if seeing through her thoughts, Song Tantan waved her hand generously, "We won't take the roe deer meat we hunted yesterday. Ah Xun and I are skilled in martial arts, and we'll definitely not go hungry if we go for another stroll in the mountains today. The village isn't that big, and it's not far away. Auntie, Shuanzi, and Xiaocui can come over more often in the future, and we'll come over when we have time."

They came without bringing anything, and after settling in, they couldn't easily take out the blankets and mats from the space to use. They used dry grass as mats and blankets. After moving, they could openly take out the blankets and mats from the space to use.

These days, she and Ye Moxun almost froze to death. They secretly covered themselves with quilts in the middle of the night. Shuanzi's family and two other families relied on dry grass for warmth, shivering from the cold every day.

It seems we need to find a cave to deliver some food and blankets. We can't just watch the three remaining households freeze to death, can we?

Hearing that all the roe deer meat would be left to them, Shuanzi's mother felt relieved. Happy as she was, she knew she couldn't be too greedy. She rubbed her hands together and said, "Half for you, half for my family. After all, you're the ones who brought the roe deer back." She looked a little embarrassed.

"No need, you can keep it. We're going up the mountain later, and we're sure we'll be able to hunt. You don't need to give us any food either; we have our own way of handling it." Song Tantan spoke so confidently, which meant that they had already found food and blankets in the cave.

This method is old-fashioned, but it works. While fooling others, you can also legitimately use the supermarket's products, making everyone happy.

So when Song Tantan and Ye Moxun returned in the evening, they carried a bag of flour and rice, thirty catties of flour and fifty catties of rice, as well as a wild rabbit and a pheasant. The village was only so big, and a few households lived relatively close together. As soon as they entered the village, everyone saw that they were carrying so much stuff.

"Young Master Song, where did you get so much grain?" Shuanzi's mother and the old man crowded around, their eyes filled with envy. Another woman, hearing the commotion, also pulled her son out to see what was happening.

"We only found these in the cave. We didn't take them all. This is enough for us. You guys go and take a look too. There are also quilts and cotton-padded coats. Ah Xun and I took enough for our needs. The rest are for you," Song Tantan said loudly.

"Really? Then let's go get it right away!" The old man excitedly turned and ran, but stopped after a couple of steps, turned back and gave an awkward laugh, "Um, young master Song, which mountain is the cave on, and which cave is it?"

Xifeng Province has too many mountains and caves. It was already getting dark, and how long would it take to find anything by searching blindly?

"No rush, it's already dark. We'll talk about it tomorrow. I'll take you into the mountains to get the things then. It's only one night; the things won't grow legs and run away." Song Tantan glanced at the sky, not planning to take them to get the things right now.

Shuanzi's mother, the old man, and the woman all looked conflicted. How could they not be anxious? It's so cold now. If they could get a cotton quilt, the child wouldn't be shivering from the cold at night.

Speaking of which, the fact that none of the three households caught a cold in such cold weather is thanks to Song Tantan, who pretended to dig ginger from the mountains but actually took it from the supermarket and cooked ginger soup for everyone for every meal.

However, the temperature is getting lower and lower. Without quilts and cotton-padded jackets to keep warm, ginger soup won't be enough. But we should be able to get through another night, so we'll take them to get the things tomorrow.

The mountain roads are difficult to walk on at night.

"Young Master Song, just tell us the location, and we can move our things ourselves. No need to trouble you," said Shuanzi's mother and the old man, chasing after them and refusing to give up.

Another woman followed not too far behind, clearly also impatient.

Tsk, I should have let them know there was something in the cave tomorrow, or I'd have to make another trip to the mountains now.