The remaining pheasant and wild rabbit were left for the Gu Family.
Even so, Du Aiqing left the Gu Family with a broad smile, carrying hundreds of pounds of pork, as if she'd gained a great advantage.
After finishing the meal, Gu Jin walked out of the kitchen with the child by her side, looking at the bloody scene in the courtyard without blinking an eye.
She approached the old man sitting in the lounge chair at the door: "Grandpa, I'm thinking of taking some pork to the village chief's house to settle little An's matter."
The old man took a puff of his dry tobacco pipe and glanced at An Mingji beside Gu Jin.
He always felt that the child's eyes were as fierce as those of a wolf cub, not the mark of a good person.
He had seen the child before, obedient, well-behaved, possessing something the other children in the village didn't have, but now everything had changed.
