"Sister, how are you going to eat this chicken? Roast it or stew it?"
After processing the chicken, Mu Bai took it and asked Mu Jin
Mu Jin wanted to say that it was roasted directly, but then she thought of Zhang's help to her, and the words on her lips changed to
"Let's stew it. Once it's done, send a bowl to my godmother and sister-in-law so that An An can produce milk."
The sister-in-law is Li Niang, and An An is Zhang's granddaughter. They hope that the child can be safe and sound.
Mu Bai said it was good and went to prepare it. The chicken soup was soon cooked. It was only seasoned with salt, but it was delicious to others.
After Mu Bai sent it to Zhang and the others, he came back and prepared to eat the pancakes with hibiscus chicken soup.
The originally beautiful night was ruined by a few blind people.
"Hey, I say, you guys should distribute the chicken soup according to the number of people, or you're just going to eat it for free."
Although it was a question, Zhao Si and his companions had already reached out to the pot of chicken soup.
The villagers around him also showed hope when they heard this, and couldn't help licking their lips. Wild vegetables and fruits are not as delicious as chicken soup. If only they could have a bite...
Mu Jin saw the reactions of these people and sneered in her heart. This person really can't eat too much.
Mu Bai was quick to pick up the water used to scald the chicken feathers and poured it out.
"Hey, what's barking in front of us? Hurry up and use this chicken feather water to get rid of the evil spirit."
"You little bastard, I'll take care of you."
Zhao Si and his men were about to step forward with chicken feathers all over their heads.
After shooting a pheasant today, Mu Jin picked up some gravel and put it on her body, so that she could hunt the prey at any time next time. She didn't expect that she would use these pieces of rubbish now.
Last time I broke his teeth, he didn't learn his lesson, so this time I broke his tongue too.
With a few bangs, blood came out of Zhao Si's mouth. Seeing the tragic situation, the villagers who still had some ideas lost their minds in an instant after seeing this scene.
Zhao Si covered his mouth, pointed at Mu Jin in surprise, and said incoherently:
Mu Jin understood and gave them a contemptuous look. That's right, it was my grandma who beat you guys last time.
"We hunted the pheasants with our own ability. Why should we share them with you just because you say so casually? Do you think we are women and children and easy to bully?"
"Besides, only the wild fruits and vegetables were distributed. I didn't mention anything else. If you want to eat, go and eat them yourself. Don't be sarcastic here. I don't like it."
He looked at Zhao Si and the others, then at the villagers.
The villagers who had ulterior motives lowered their heads in shame. The few who had hunted other game also echoed Mu Jin's words.
The village chief lives some distance from Mujin, and I just found out what happened.
"Mujin girl is right. Apart from wild fruits and vegetables, everything else you hunt depends on your own ability."
"If you have any objections to the equal distribution of wild fruits and vegetables, from now on, each of you should take care of your own business."
After scaring off Zhao Si and the others with his eyes, he helped Mu Jin and her brother pack up and left.
In the past, as long as one person from each family came to pick the harvest, the harvest would be divided per head, no matter how many people there were in the family. This also encouraged some unhealthy practices.
The unfavored ones in the family were naturally assigned to work, and the rest of the people did not have to do anything, but they still had food to eat. So after listening to Zhao Si's instigation, they had some inappropriate thoughts.
Now that the village chief had said that everyone should mind their own business, everyone could no longer sit still and had no time to think about other things. They seized every opportunity to go picking fruits.
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