After Jiang Lin left, Sun looked at the two wild animals and said, "They're already cleaned up. We can't sell them anyway, so let's stew them all. Our family hasn't tasted meat in a long time."
So stew it was. Yu Changhe chopped the wild chicken and rabbit into small pieces while Yu Xiaolian helped Sun with the fire. Sun put the meat in the pot to stir-fry, adding spices bought from the town. Soon, the fragrant aroma of the meat filled the air.
A big bowl full of meat was brought to the table, and the three started politely offering each other the food. Finally, Sun spoke up, "The reason we cooked it all is because we knew we couldn't keep it. Instead of benefiting others, we might as well eat it ourselves. Let's enjoy it to our hearts' content."
Although Sun's words didn't target anyone, Yu Changhe couldn't help but blush. In the past, his mother wouldn't start trouble over a bit of food. Perhaps everything changed since he couldn't earn money anymore.
