After Yu Ningning's words, everyone's attitude towards the young boy became much more peaceful.
After witnessing firsthand how the young boy had the wolves drag back a small herd of mutated deer to provide everyone with an extra meal that evening, everyone's attitude became much calmer.
In these post-apocalyptic times, when food and clothing are scarce, the only ones who can bring back food are fathers.
The young boy had nothing but his master in his heart and eyes. He casually tossed the deer to the people who came to clean them up and rushed towards Yu Ningning immediately.
When he reached Yu Ningning, he held out a blood-soaked baby deer that was clearly only a month old, and thrust it forcefully towards her, his manner as awkward as a young man giving a gift to a girl he likes for the first time: "M-Master..."
As soon as he spoke, he remembered what Yu Ningning had corrected him before: she didn't like him calling her "master." A moment of panic, as if he had done something wrong, flashed across his face: "M-master, I didn't mean to."
Yu Ningning found it somewhat amusing, and ruffled his hair, saying, "I'm five years older than you, just call me Sister Ning."
Seeing that Yu Ningning wasn't angry, the young boy instantly became happy, revealing a big smile, and once again presented a small deer to Yu Ningning: "Sister Ning, please eat some deer."
Instead of taking the deer directly, Yu Ningning smiled and asked, "You've been busy outside for so long, have you eaten?"
The boy first shook his head, then, as if afraid of being scolded by Yu Ningning, nodded: "I...I've already eaten."
The next moment, his stomach let out a gurgling sound.
The boy's face flushed red with embarrassment. He didn't dare look Yu Ningning in the eye and stammered, "What I meant was that I really ate some, but the food outside was so awful that I only ate a little bit, and now I'm hungry again..."
Yu Ningning vigorously rubbed the boy's head, then took the suckling deer from his hands and said with a smile, "Alright, tonight I'll show you your sister Ning's cooking skills."
The boy's eyes lit up instantly.
Having survived the apocalypse for so many years, Yu Ningning certainly knows how to cook.
In fact, as someone who never compromises her own comfort, her cooking skills are quite good.
Without asking for help, she deftly bled, skinned, and marinated a fawn for two whole hours before carefully wrapping it in aluminum foil and placing it on the grill.
Thanks to the deer herd that the young boy had brought back, a barbecue and bonfire party had already started at the campsite.
Countless grills were set up, and everyone sat around them, taking out their treasured drinks and letting loose with the thrill of their narrow escape.
Surrounded by people in the very center of the crowd, Yu Ningning watched this scene with a smile, occasionally turning the roasted suckling venison in her hands.
Bright yellow grease seeped out from the gaps in the tin foil, licked by the flickering red flames, making enticing sizzling and hissing sounds.
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Noticing something amiss with the noise, Yu Ningning turned her head suspiciously and caught a little wolf drooling nonchalantly.
Noticing Yu Ningning's gaze, the little glutton immediately put on a serious face, pretending to be indifferent and not at all craving the roasted meat.
Yu Ningning found it amusing and said in a coaxing tone, "Don't worry, you'll be able to eat it soon."
The young boy couldn't help but wipe away his drool, and nodded with shining eyes.
Looking at the boy's stunningly beautiful face, Yu Ningning shook her head and smiled, then suddenly said as if struck by a thought, "You don't have a name yet, do you? How about I give you one?"
The young boy looked up at Yu Ningning with surprise: "What's your name?"
Yu Ningning pondered for a moment and said, "This year is the Year of the Dragon according to the Chinese calendar, and you were born in July. How about we name you Long Qiyue (Dragon July)?"
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