Chapter 42042 Chu Song's Winter Hunting Chronicle
Chu Song received a cold stare from his mother, and suddenly realized: It's bad!
Coming for her!
This is Xiang Baoshu's little trick, the purpose of which is to sow discord between mother and daughter. Xiang Baoshu is so attentive, doesn't it seem like she eats free meals at home every day?
We can't let this green tea girl succeed! Chu Song reacted immediately. She took the initiative to step forward and took her arm, with a fake smile, "Sister Xiang is a guest, she should go and rest. So, I'll help Sister Xiang, we can go together."
What sisters? Chu Song was almost mad at himself for calling her that.
Xiang Baoshu accepted it well, and nodded gently, "Okay."
The kitchen was a small space, and the three of them were a bit crowded. Seeing that the two "little sisters" were already holding hands and seemed to be very close, Ye Xiuzhi thought that since they were of similar age, they could play together, so she simply withdrew and gave up the battlefield.
In the original novel, Xiang Baoshu's career started with food, starting with selling braised food, then slowly growing and becoming a prominent entrepreneur.
Since she knew how to braise food, Chu Song guessed that she must be a good cook.
"Well, it's better to have a clear division of labor. I'll be in charge of making the fire, and you take care of the rest."
To talk about slacking off so openly... Xiang Baoshu was helpless. Fortunately, she could handle all of this by herself. In addition, her original intention of having this meal was to please the people. After all, she would be staying here for a while, so she had to establish a good relationship with the Chu family.
Xiang Baoshu finally made two dishes and a soup, one dish of scrambled eggs with chili peppers, one dish of stir-fried cabbage, and a bowl of scallion egg soup. The ingredients were limited, so they were all home-cooked dishes.
When the dishes were served, Ye Xiuzhi praised politely, "Xiao Xiang is not only beautiful, but also has excellent cooking skills. It's really rare."
Chu Song: "Ahem."
Xiang Baoshu lowered her head and said shyly, "Aunt Ye, you're too kind. I just often help my mother at home. Slowly, I've learned a little bit. I hope you don't mind."
In just a few words, he expressed his modesty and revealed that he was very hardworking at home.
It's absolutely what the elders like.
"No, no, you do such a good job, how dare we dislike you? It's just that you've worked hard. It's your first day at home, and we made you cook."
Chu Song: "Ahem!"
Xiang Baoshu shook her head, "It's not hard."
Chu Song: "Cough cough cough!"
Ye Xiuzhi finally couldn't bear it anymore and looked over. "What's wrong? Is your throat uncomfortable?"
"Why haven't I seen anyone praise me? Am I still your sweetheart?" Chu Song glanced at everyone, not letting any of them go. "Talk to me, Dad? Sister-in-law? Big brother? Second brother?"
All members of the Chu family: "..."
It's almost like a leaky cotton-padded jacket. Ye Xiuzhi complained in her heart, what is there to praise her for?
She's my own daughter, and she doesn't understand? This table of food has nothing to do with her.
Xiang Baoshu smiled: "Sister Chu Song is right. She really made an important contribution tonight and helped me a lot."
"That's right." Chu Song accepted it happily and nodded seriously.
Xiang Baoshu thought she was cute, and even had a strange sense of familiarity. She pushed the stir-fried cabbage in front of Chu Song and said, "Sister Chu Song, try this."
"You should just call me Chu Song." Chu Song really couldn't accept that her mortal enemy would call her "Sister Chu Song" affectionately with this face.
A sworn enemy is a sworn enemy, a rival is a rival... I forgot what happened next.
Anyway, it's too vulgar and I can't eat.
Xiang Baoshu thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll call you Xianxian, just like everyone else. This nickname is so nice, and you really know how to choose one."
"...It's up to you." Well, that sounds like bragging.
Chu Song has no nickname. She has always been known by her given name and surname, just two characters: Chu Song. Others either call her Chu Song or respectfully call her "Sister Chu."
Even the nanny who had been with her since childhood only called her "Songsong" twice.
The relationship between her and her biological parents is just a superficial one. The most common thing in their chat records is money transfers, so naturally they would not give her any nicknames.
Chu Song picked up a piece of fried cabbage with chopsticks while thinking.
It’s bad, how come it still tastes good?
Chu Song didn't believe it, so he took another bite with chopsticks. It was sour, spicy and refreshing. Because it was fried over high heat, the moisture was locked in, and the taste was more tender.
Xiang Baoshu: "I added the hot sauce I brought from home. It should taste pretty good. I wonder if you like it."
Chu Song said stubbornly: "...It's just like that, not bad, it's okay."
Xiang Baoshu smiled slightly and did not expose her.
Two dishes and a soup, all cleaned up in the end, Xiang Baoshu successfully captured the appetite of the Chu family. Being able to stir-fry cabbage so that it tastes better than meat, it takes real skill!
After the new year, the spring rain brings warmth, and it’s time to get busy with spring sowing.
Before this, Chu Yaoguo led the young and middle-aged men in the team to prepare for spring hunting. They had originally planned to go hunting in the mountains before the New Year, but Chu Yaoguo went up the mountain and didn't get much, so he simply postponed the time and planned to wait until the weather was warmer.
Chu Song also wanted to go up the mountain to join in the fun, but was rejected by Chu Yaoguo. She had no experience and was very brave. She was like a newborn calf that was not afraid of a tiger. What if she got hurt?
"Oh well."
Seeing her disappointed face, Chu Heng comforted her, "Don't worry, little sister, I will definitely hunt a few wild rabbits for you. Spicy rabbit legs are your favorite."
"If you're lucky, you might even be able to hunt a wild boar!"
Chu Song's morality was vague, and finally his appetite prevailed. "Okay, I'll wait for you to return with a full load!"
The educated youth will also participate in this hunt, but to be honest, Chu Song has no expectations for the pale-faced scholars at the educated youth site. They have thin arms and legs, and if they didn't have weapons in their hands, Chu Song is worried that they will become experience bags for wild beasts.
This kind of thing depends on a country man who grew up in the mountains.
For example, Fang Qingrong.
Before leaving, Chu Song deliberately found an opportunity to whisper to Fang Qingrong, to cheer her up. His sweet words made her so confused that Fang Qingrong almost treated herself as a prey and put her on the table.
"Rabbits are so cute. I want to raise a living rabbit."
Fang Qingrong's ears flushed as she nodded, "Once this hunt is over, I'll go look for it in the mountains and try to catch it alive."
"Then keep it at your house. We can take it for a walk when we go on a date."
"good."
"I want something nicer. I don't want anything too ugly."
"Okay." Fang Qingrong nodded blindly. Knowing that she paid attention to her appearance, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious and inferior about her appearance.
What about him?
Compared with Chu Song, Fang Qingrong felt that he was inferior to him in every way. He didn't understand what PUA was, but he agreed with what Chu Song said from the bottom of his heart that she deserved better.
But it's because I love him so much that I am devoted to him.
Fang Qingrong frowned and sighed. He owed her everything. Even if he gave her his whole heart, he was afraid that she would not care, and would feel that it was insignificant and not worthy of her.
In his heart, Chu Song is a fairy from heaven, and everyone likes her so much, so his sincerity is worthless.
"Ah! It would be best if it were a female rabbit. She could give birth to baby rabbits. Oh, no matter what kind of creature it is, they are all very cute when they are babies."
Chu Song was still talking incessantly, her eyebrows curved, her voice crisp, like pearls falling on a plate, more like a bird dancing on a branch.
"Oh, except butterflies, earthworms and cockroaches."
She had never raised a rabbit before, but she heard that it had a strong smell, so it would be better to let Fang Qingrong raise it, and she would only be responsible for playing with it.
Fang Qingrong's mind was in a state of flux, and she was in a sensitive period. Suddenly hearing the words, she hurriedly asked, "Who is Xiaoqiang?"
Sounds like a boy... an enemy? But it sounds like a very intimate term, not an enemy. Could it be, flirting? Is there such a person?
Chu Song: "It's cockroaches. They're not very common in this area. A little further south, there are more cockroaches. The specialty is the double-tailed ones."
It turned out to be a bug. Fang Qingrong breathed a sigh of relief, but then he felt ashamed. If, if it was really... he couldn't be so selfish, he should give his blessing.
Chu Song noticed his strange expression and asked curiously, "What do you think it is?"
"……nothing."
Chu Song said "Oh" and did not ask any further questions. No matter how creative she was, she could not imagine that people regarded "Xiao Qiang" as an imaginary enemy.
In the distance, Chu Yaoguo was gathering people. It was almost time to grab their weapons and go up the mountain.
Chu Song was afraid that the affair would be discovered, so he quickly let go of the man's hand and said righteously, "Go, Xiaofang! You are the hope of the whole village. Among all these people, I am most optimistic about you."
Of course, she also said this to her father and two brothers.
Fang Qingrong got the order and also became serious, "Okay."
Chu Yaoguo planned a total of six days to go up the mountain. They were divided into three teams and were lucky enough to hunt eight or nine hares and pheasants on the first day, as well as gray mice, snakes, and even a fat weasel!
As the village's annual large-scale hunting event, many people paid attention to it. When the hunting team returned with the prey, a crowd of people had gathered at the entrance of the village to watch the fun and congratulate them.
After all, the more they hunt, the more they will get in the end.
"This year's harvest is really huge. In the past, even the harvest in two days combined might not have been this much."
Chu Yaoguo was also very happy. The harvest was indeed much better than he had imagined. He smiled generously and said, "Half of these were hunted by Fang Qingrong. Heroes emerge young, and I am old now."
Fang Qingrong.
Everyone looked at each other, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Fang Qingrong's background is awkward. His grandfather was once a landlord who was overthrown, and his family was destroyed. A few years ago, he was also a member of the "five black categories" that everyone in the village hated.
The storm has passed now, and it is no longer like before when people would be dragged out for criticism at the slightest sign of trouble.
But after all, his identity is there. Those who scolded him in the past are now very embarrassed. In fact, there is no such deep blood feud. Fang Qingrong is usually low-key and never takes the initiative to communicate with others, so everyone almost forgets that there is such a person.
Now when I come forward, I don’t know how to face it, whether to be praised or scolded.
"Wow." Chu Song pinched his throat and broke the silence first, "That's amazing. Can we look forward to the wild boar tomorrow?"
Hehehe, you should spoil your own little husband.
Fang Qingrong's pretty face turned slightly red and her head was filled with blood. In front of so many people, she felt a little nervous and embarrassed to be exposed.
...Even if no one would think of anything wrong, no one would know about their relationship.
Chu Yaoguo said: "You can't just hunt wild boars whenever you want. It depends on luck. You don't always come across one."
Chu Song spoke confidently: "We have the strongest strength, and our luck will definitely not be bad either!"
Fang Qingrong's face turned even redder.
Lu Minglin hid in the crowd, saying nothing. He was not the kind of person who liked to show off. He believed in self-preservation. To put it in a good way, he was sophisticated and smooth, but to put it in a bad way, he was actually indifferent.
He looked at Chu Song, then at Fang Qingrong, and couldn't help but frowning slightly.
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