Chapter 47 Fishing
Jiang Liangxin was startled when he heard the sound and quickly turned to look at the source of the sound. The firelight cast varying light and shadows on his face, making him look both alert and curious.
In the end, he found nothing, picked up the fallen deer and left.
Xia Xing'er felt a little sorry when she saw Jiang Liangxin had already carried the deer away, as she also wanted to eat venison.
But she also knew that they couldn't be too exposed now, they had to hide their abilities and wait for the right opportunity to act.
Xia Xing'er and the other two brought the three little ones to a clear stream.
Under the moonlight, the stream was shining silver, and a few fish were swimming leisurely.
Xia Zibo was so excited as if he had discovered a new world: "Aunt, there are actually fish in this river!"
"Auntie, can we catch some fish?"
Xia Ziyu asked cautiously. He already understood some things and knew that their situation was not good.
Xia Zichuan also looked at Xia Xing'er with longing.
"Of course, we'll have grilled fish tonight."
Of course Xia Xing'er would fulfill the three little ones' little wishes.
She took out a small harpoon from the space, locked her eyes on a fat fish, and with a flick of her wrist, the harpoon shot out like an arrow, piercing the water surface accurately. The fish was instantly nailed to the tip of the fork, and after struggling for a few times, it calmed down.
Xia Xing'er threw the fish one after another into the stream.
Zhuge Pei and Bai Wan'er also found some straw ropes and strung up the fish by the stream.
Xia Xing'er and her group returned to the camp with a bountiful harvest. The moonlight was bright and clear. Beside the campfire, the officials were busy turning the sizzling venison on the grill. The aroma filled the air, interweaving with the night breeze into an alluring melody.
Xia Xing'er gently handed the fish skewers in her hand to the Xia father and son, and a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the four of them.
Father Xia took the fish skewers and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He skillfully picked up a branch and began to clean the fish scales. Although his movements were neither hurried nor slow, they revealed a calmness and meticulousness.
Xia Ziyu was helping to gather firewood, the firelight illuminating his focused face, making him look exceptionally serious. Xia Zibo and Xia Zichuan were excitedly milling around the fish grill, giggling from time to time, their eyes sparkling with endless anticipation for the delicious meal to come.
The flames danced, reflecting the complex emotions in the camp.
The other prisoners were either sitting or lying down, and from time to time they would secretly glance at Xia Chengsheng's family. Looking at the warm scene of the family sitting together, most of them had jealousy and resentment in their eyes.
Yang was sitting not far away, her face gloomy, her hands clenched into fists, her knuckles turning white from the force.
Her son, Xia Qingluo, was currently curled up in the shadows, with whip marks crisscrossing across his back, causing a dull pain. This was in stark contrast to the laughter and joy coming from the Xia family.
"Hmph, how come they can still eat so well!" Yang cursed in a low voice. Although her voice was small, it was filled with resentment that was hard to conceal.
"Eating alone is not a problem for them!"
Upon hearing this, several prisoners beside her echoed her words, with the same jealousy and dissatisfaction flashing in their eyes.
The night wind seemed to have become a little cooler, blowing away the warmth in the air and casting a depressing atmosphere over the entire camp.
Yang's eyes gradually became sinister, as if she was thinking about something in her mind, and her gaze finally fixed on Xia Xing'er and her group, full of calculation and provocation.
Xia Xing'er didn't know what Yang was thinking, and it wouldn't matter if she knew.
Even if Yang didn't cause trouble for her, she never thought of letting Yang go.
Xia Xing'er didn't wait for Yang's arrival, and Bai Wan'er took Xia Zichuan to urinate, but was stopped by Dong.
Dong didn't dare to stop Xia Xing'er. She still remembered the two slaps she received in the morning.
But my nephew's wife, who looks like a bun at ordinary times, is different.
She had been hungry all day, and finally it was night, so she thought she could have something good to eat.
Unexpectedly, the officer gave each of them a steamed bun that was harder than stone and so hard that it broke their teeth when they chewed it.
If everyone ate the same thing, she would feel better, but when she saw Xia Chengsheng's family gathered together to eat grilled fish, the aroma wafted from far away.
Mrs. Dong was so jealous that she was almost going crazy!
Bai Wan'er looked at Dong who was blocking their way and asked cautiously, "What do you want to do by stopping us?"
"Tell me where this fish came from, or you two won't be able to get through here today!"
She thought Bai Wan'er was still the same as before, timid and afraid of trouble, and liked to keep things quiet when encountering problems.
"I'm warning you, don't try to fool me, and don't hide anything. Your family is full, but you can't just watch your uncle, aunt, and cousins go hungry!"
Bai Wan'er frowned and warned in a cold voice, "Madam, let me remind you again, my family has already asked to be expelled from the clan. Don't try to be related to me here, and don't even call yourself my second uncle or second aunt!"
"You bitch, I tried to talk to you nicely, but you didn't listen. You insisted on having me do it."
As he said that, he reached out to grab Bai Wan'er's face.
Bai Wan'er pulled Xia Zichuan to avoid Dong's claws.
Dong didn't control her strength and rushed forward, falling flat on her face.
Bai Wan'er said, "Who are you talking about, you bitch?"
Dong hadn't recovered from the fact that she hadn't caught the man and had instead fallen herself, so she replied directly: "What are you talking about, you bitch?"
Bai Wan'er burst out laughing, "So it was that bitch who was talking about me?"
Only then did Mrs. Dong realize that she had been tricked. Her face turned red and she was about to lose her temper.
But Xia Zichuan picked up a branch at some point and imitated Xia Xing'er, waving it twice in the air.
The childish voice carried a hint of threat: "If you bully my mother again, I will hit you with this!"
This scene made Mrs. Dong stunned for a moment, then she laughed in anger and mocked: "You little bastard, you are so capable that I am not afraid of your mother, so why should I be afraid of you, a little bastard who hasn't even grown all his hair yet?"
Mrs. Dong's face turned fierce. She went up and pushed Xia Zichuan down. "Your parents don't know how to teach children. Today, I will teach you on their behalf. I will teach you what to say and what not to say, and how to respect the elders."
As she was about to greet Xia Zichuan, Bai Wan'er took action and pushed Dong away.
He took advantage of the situation and slapped her in the face. Dong staggered two steps before steadying herself, with a look of disbelief on her face.
Is this still the soft-hearted Bai Wan'er? When did she become so strong?
After this slap, she felt her teeth were loose.
"Bai, you little bitch, you beat your elders, aren't you afraid that God will kill you!"
A hint of determination flashed in Bai Wan'er's eyes. She looked directly at Dong without fear, her voice cold and firm.
"Elder? Are you worthy? In my eyes, only those with good intentions and who win over others with virtue are worthy of the title of elder. You are nothing but a selfish, vicious woman who bullies the weak and fears the strong!"
"You old bitch, all you do is spew shit all day long."
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