Chapter 312: Strange
As soon as it was daybreak, the old man got up, and when he got up he patted all three of them up.
"Get up, get up, and get to work. Don't say I didn't tell you. Those people are not vegetarians. If you don't work, you may not have food to eat."
The old man went to light the fire, apparently to make breakfast.
But no one is looking forward to eating now.
Song Moting, Jiang Xiaoxiao and Zhang Baocheng also stood up, but no one went to wash their faces.
Everyone knows that the dirtier they are, the more it is their protective color. If you wash them clean, you will find that there are still many suspicious points on them. Ordinary villagers are not like them.
The villagers are very dark due to the wind and sun.
Among the three of them, except for Zhang Baocheng who drives a tractor and is exposed to wind and sun all day long, he really looks like a real country man.
No matter how much Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao show off, they are still different from the villagers. Their temperament and facial features make them look like intellectual youth.
Especially if Jiang Xiaoxiao's face was washed clean, even if he was a boy, he would probably attract attention.
Song Moting asked the old man clearly.
The three men entered the house, carried some prey, and went straight outside the cabin.
When you skin the animal inside the house, there will be blood all over the place and the smell will be even worse.
And they went to ask Ma Lao San from yesterday for two daggers. Without knives, how would they skin the people?
When Ma Laosan gave them the knife, he looked at them deliberately.
It seems that people are also worried about what kind of accidents might happen if they give them weapons.
Not only that, Ma Laosan also asked two young men to hold hunting rifles and stand directly at the door, watching them.
What I mean is to see if they have any tricks up their sleeves.
If you try to play any tricks, just shoot.
Song Moting didn't want Jiang Xiaoxiao to go out.
But there is no reason.
The heavy snow was exactly as they had expected and it hasn't stopped yet.
Fortunately, it was not windy at this time, so the prey was not too cold when left outside.
Two people can do the job, but Jiang Xiaoxiao doesn't know how to do this kind of skinning work.
Song Moting never wanted to let his wife do this.
Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the two young men who were staring at them unkindly, and hurried over to help.
Even if she couldn't stand such a bloody scene, she had to pretend now.
Otherwise, if someone found out, it would be even worse. At this moment, a sound came from the old man's room.
"That little boy, come here and peel potatoes for me."
Jiang Xiaoxiao agreed, "Hey! Here I come!"
What a coincidence?
Song Moting was completely relieved and started to skin the animals. They both had done this job before, so they were naturally familiar with it.
Soon, a piece of skin was peeled off. The guards inside saw that they were indeed people who did this kind of work. From their skill level, they knew that they were villagers who often hunted in the mountains, otherwise they would not have such skills. They felt relieved.
Ma Laosan took a look and saw that they were working hard outside the window. He shook his head and went back.
They are really unlucky.
I met this old man two months ago.
When I was going up the mountain, I saw this old beggar in a weed nest. I originally thought that since the old beggar was with me, at least there was someone to cook. Who knows how good this old beggar's cooking skills are.
It's really frustrating.
But none of them can cook, so the food is always half-cooked, not even as good as the old man's.
At least the old man cooked the meal.
Although it tastes bad, it is better than eating their half-cooked and undercooked rice and always getting diarrhea.
At this moment, I unexpectedly met three hunters who came to my door on their own.
Just this skill saves them a lot of trouble.
They are not after the meat, but the skins and other things from the animals.
If these things could be taken back, who would have the patience to carry such heavy meat back?
Of course, I still have to pick out some good ones to take back. After all, the weather is cold and they won’t go bad if I leave them here.
Jiang Xiaoxiao walked into the house and saw the old man pointing at a pile of potatoes, asking her to peel them.
Jiang Xiaoxiao started to peel potatoes seriously. In fact, according to her, she can cook and her cooking skills are very good.
Even if I let these people know that I can cook, it will only help me conceal my identity better and they will treat them differently.
But Jiang Xiaoxiao had a guess that the old man seemed to be protecting her intentionally or unintentionally from yesterday to today, although he seemed extremely indifferent to everyone.
The problem is that she has an indescribable feeling that this old man seems to be special to her, but she still doesn't understand what's special about him.
The two people have never met and don’t know each other at all. Why would the old man protect himself?
Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't figure it out, or was it that this old man was just retreating to advance, trying to get inside and gain their trust?
Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't dare to tell the truth to others easily, let alone reveal her identity, even if the old man was really protecting her.
The reason why he said he couldn't cook was because he was worried that these people would find out that they could cook, and what if this old man was also a poor and innocent person.
You never know, you might really be abandoned by these people.
Abandoning these people is not throwing them away, people will die.
By then, she would have done something really against the will of heaven.
It is better to eat a bad meal than to harm others.
Besides, before she understood the final situation, anything she did would be wrong, so it would be better to do nothing.
The old man prepared the meal and cooked a pot of rice porridge early in the morning.
Plus yesterday’s big white steamed buns heated up a bit.
The old man was doing well today. He fried potatoes with shredded potatoes. Although it was still tasteless, it was obviously much more popular than yesterday's boiled dish.
The old man didn't even let Jiang Xiaoxiao bring the meal in. He delivered the meal himself.
Let Jiang Xiaoxiao wash the pots and dishes, clean the stove, chop firewood and fetch water here.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was too happy to go in.
Being busy here is better than going in to serve those people. Those few people don’t look like good people at first glance. They just beat Zhang Baocheng yesterday.
If I go in by myself, I might end up provoking these people.
With her small body, she wouldn't be able to withstand two blows from others.
However, from this incident, Jiang Xiaoxiao had a stronger feeling that the old man seemed to be protecting her.
Otherwise, there would be no need. The old man would not allow her, who was young and strong, to bring in the food. The old man had to make three trips back and forth with his limping appearance to carry the food.
She would have to tell Brother Song later and let Song Moting think about what was going on.
Why is the old man so special to me? No matter how I think about it, it doesn't seem right.
It was obvious that the people in the room were also very satisfied with their breakfast this morning.
After eating and drinking, all the food was clean this morning.
Jiang Xiaoxiao and the others also had a simple breakfast. To put it simply, each of them had a steamed bun and half a bowl of rice porridge.
But compared to the barbecue they had eaten in the past, eating some meals was quite comfortable.
No one can bear to eat meat every meal.
(End of this chapter)
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