Sure enough, half an hour later, the big guy came back carrying a deer, along with Melinda and her new friend.
"Are we eating deer today?" Little Seven asked eagerly, but hesitated: "Our old chef is on leave because his grandson was born. Without him, we can't prepare delicious venison."
"Just watch your fifth brother," the big guy said confidently.
However, Durin understood the gesture Melinda's new friend made to her.
Don't eat, it's poisonous.
Oh my, really, girl, you have no confidence in your husband's cooking, do you?
.........
Looking at the plate of charred meat chunks, Durin facepalmed helplessly—it's my fault; only bedfellows know each other best.
Little Seven frowned at the still undercooked meat on his plate, "Fifth brother, maybe we should order takeout."
"Where do you put your fifth sister-in-law!" This time, Jin Tianma stood up, took a knife, and headed to the grill.
Durin glanced at Melinda, and the Rabbit Spirit of his family understood and followed.
