Hearing the noise around him subside, Xiao Li San'er slowly opened his eyes.

They were immediately dumbfounded.

What came into view was a group of wolves lying on the ground; I counted them, and there were eleven of them.

"Big sister," he rushed to Nanzhi's side, "Did you hit all of this?"

Then she saw the little wolf cub in Nanzhi's arms and cried out in surprise.

"This, this, this." I don't know what words to use to describe it.

With so many wolves, Little Li San'er couldn't possibly drag them into the spatial dimension, so he could only take the wolf cubs back first.

“Let’s go back,” Nanzhi instructed. “What will we say when we get back?”

Xiao Li San'er was an accident, and Nan Zhi didn't want anyone else to know about it.

Little Li San'er immediately raised his hand: "I swear I will never tell anyone about this. If I do, may I be struck by lightning."

Because they needed to carry things, everyone in the village carried a large basket on their back, and Nanzhi was no exception.

She placed the two wolf cubs in the basket on her back and then covered them with a cloth.

When I got back, I found everyone sitting still and resting.

Nan Chungu came running over, "Sister, Grandma asked me to give this to you."

Nanzhi took it; it was a flatbread made of dark flour, not very fragrant, but it was filling.

She took three steamed buns out of her package and handed them to him.

"Chun Gu, take this back to your grandma."

Chun Gu scratched his head: "Sister, Grandma didn't let me take your things."

“But Grandma didn’t say you couldn’t take them, right?” Nanzhi whispered in his ear, “These are steamed buns that my brother-in-law made this morning, with meat filling.”

The little guy's eyes lit up, he put the bun in his arms, and happily ran back to report.

"Grandma, my sister ate the cake I gave her."

Grandma Nan patted his head, "Hmm, Chun Gu is such a good boy."

Chun Gu imitated her older sister and whispered in her grandmother's ear, "Grandma, my sister gave me three meat buns back."

As he spoke, he took out the meat buns. Although the buns weren't very hot, you could still smell the aroma of meat when you got close.

When Qian Lanfang saw what Chun Gu was carrying, she immediately muttered, "That spendthrift girl! Who goes up the mountain to get meat buns? She doesn't know the value of firewood and rice until she's in charge of the household. Let's see what she'll eat in the future."

After saying that, he turned to Old Lady Nan and said, "Mother, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Grandma Nan seemed to be deep in thought.

His older sister gave him a meat bun, and Chun Gu was naturally unhappy that his mother had scolded his older sister.

"Mom, it was my brother-in-law who made the buns, not my sister."

Qian Lanfang: "..."

It's just a few meat buns, how could my son betray me?

He gave one of the three meat buns to his grandmother, one to his mother and one to his father, and the rest he shared with his brother.

The meat bun was quite big; he and his brother could both eat it after breaking it open.

"Brother, eat quickly."

Nan Chunxian swallowed hard as he looked at the white bread in his younger brother's hand, forcing himself to say, "Brother has black bread, I'm not hungry."

Chun Gu refused to give up; he could see his brother swallowing hard.

"Brother, if you don't eat, I won't eat either."

The little guy was very stubborn, so Nan Chunxian finally reached out and took the steamed bun from him.

Unlike the steamed buns sold outside, my sister's steamed buns have more meat and thinner skin.

One bite and you're enveloped in the rich aroma of meat.

Seeing her grandson eating so heartily, Grandma Nan handed him the steamed bun she was holding.

Qian Lanfang quickly stopped her, "Mom, this is from Zhizhi, you can eat it yourself, the other two have some from me."

At worst, she won't eat it. Although she'll be tempted, she won't fight with the child for food.

After searching around, I couldn't find Song Hanyan's figure.

After asking around, the result was that Song Hanyan had actually taken a few people to hunt wolves.

Nan Zhi's heart skipped a beat. Song Hanyan was an experienced hunter. The wolf carcasses in that area hadn't been disposed of yet. Could he have discovered something?

After waiting anxiously for a long time, Song Hanyan returned with five people.

Each of the five people was carrying a wolf, while Song Hanyan was carrying two on his back.

"As expected of Hunter Song, he's incredibly skilled!"

“That’s right,” another person praised, “Our man went with Hunter Song, and we never expected him to bring back a wolf.”

Now she'll be able to brag about it for years to come.

Chen Yan looked over there, but there was no sign of Hunter Song. How could anyone admire such a burly man? They must be blind.

Nanzhi sat on the side of the line, and when she saw him return, she didn't dare to look up.

She glanced at the distance out of the corner of her eye and saw Song Hanyan turn to look at her. She quickly bent down to pick up the wild vegetables she had dug up earlier.

She kept praying to the gods that Song Hanyan wouldn't find out she was the one who killed those wolves.

The woman's disguise was so clumsy, how could Song Hanyan not notice?

He was shocked when he first arrived. Eleven wolves were laid out on the ground, four were drugged, and seven were killed using the same method.

Unfortunately, he had seen this method used on someone before.

That's her wife.

"Hey, Hunter Song, you're really something." Zheng Xinghai looked at the men. "We'll have extra meat tonight."

These wolves are dead, we can't just throw them away. Last year's harvest was bad, and many families, including theirs, haven't had any meat.

These can be taken back to add to the meal.

It's pointless for several big men to do it.

When Nan Qun returned to his home, Qian Lanfang immediately surrounded him to check on him.

"Honey, are you hurt? Are you injured anywhere?"

Nan Qun grasped her hand, which was groping around, and said, "You're not hurt."

He just couldn't understand who had killed those wolves in such a short time.

Grandma Nan could tell he had something on his mind, and guessed something must have happened on the way.

Pushing Qian Lanfang aside, he asked, "What happened?"

Nan Qun recounted what he had seen at that time.

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