Quick Wear: The little ancestor is here to explore the world again

When Mr. and Mrs. Han heard the noise in the kitchen, they looked at each other at the same time.

Father Han turned around and went to close the gate.

Han's mother and Han Ping also followed him into the kitchen.

When I saw the pot full of delicious meat, I couldn't help swallowing my saliva.

Han's mother couldn't help but think that the last time she ate meat was during the Chinese New Year.

Every family in the village was given a few pounds of meat.

Meat is expensive, so they have been eating sparingly for a long time.

Han Ping had never seen so much meat since he was a child.

At this moment, his eyes were wide open and he looked a little dazed with surprise.

After closing the door, Han's father came in and was shocked to see the pot full of meat: "Daya, where did this meat come from?"

Qingli had just put a piece of meat into her little sister's mouth when she heard the name of death again.

His face twisted.

After a long while, he answered Han's father's question and told the truth: "I got it in the mountains."

Mother Han recovered from her shock and looked at Qingli in disbelief: "Hunted? When did you learn to hunt, Daya?"

Qingli has already become a Buddha.

He had a gloomy face.

Let them be Daya, as long as they are happy!

She had already thought of her story, and now with a serious face, she lowered her voice and said to Han's father and mother, "Dad, Mom, I'm afraid you won't believe me."

"That day, after I fell in the mountains, I saw an old man with a white beard in my dream. He taught me the hunting skills in my dream."

He continued: "Besides hunting, he also taught me a lot of things I had never heard before."

Father Han looked at his daughter with a serious face as she said such shocking words, and he instinctively looked around.

Afraid of being heard.

The others also looked nervous.

Han's mother covered her mouth tightly with one hand, and with the other hand, she also covered her second son's open mouth.

Only Han Anan was making smacking sounds with her food and looking at everyone curiously, wondering why no one was talking.

Maybe because the air was indeed quite quiet, the little guy swallowed the meat in his mouth and suddenly said, "It smells good."

As he spoke, he nodded, confirming what he said again.

The stagnant air suddenly flows.

Han's mother was the first to break the silence and whispered, "It must be the gods who showed up. Seeing that our daughter has a talent, they specially taught her the skills."

Father Han also nodded in agreement and lowered his voice and said, "That's right. Our eldest daughter has been extraordinary since she was young. Before her father died, he said that this child is smart."

"The gods must have made the right choice to choose our Daya."

The corners of Qingli's mouth twitched.

Well, you don’t have to waste your breath, they have already found the reasons themselves.

Father Han glanced at everyone seriously and said with a straight face: "This matter only needs to be known to our own family members. It must not be spread out, so as not to bring disaster to Daya. Did you hear that?"

Han's mother also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, the outside investigation is strict now, we have to keep our mouths shut."

"Especially the second one, got it?"

Han Ping heard his mother's instructions and nodded solemnly: "Dad, Mom, I understand."

When Han's father and mother heard their son's statement, they felt relieved.

I’m afraid that he’s just a little kid and might go out and say something irresponsible.

As for the other little one, she was not even as big as a bean. She probably couldn't understand anything they said, so she was naturally not in their consideration.

Qingli felt relieved when she saw that everyone was accepting it well.

Next time you take out something, you don’t have to worry about them asking you questions.

After all, she wasn't lying.

But, she herself is the fairy.

"Dad, Mom, my brothers and sisters must be hungry, why don't we eat first?"

Father Han and his colleagues had been working for a whole afternoon and were already starving.

Looking at the tempting dishes in front of him, his appetite was aroused. "Yes, yes, let's eat first."

Mother Han looked at the large pot of meat in front of her and wondered if it was a bit of a waste, so she suggested: "Why don't we just serve some of it, and we can eat the rest in the next few days."

Han's father also agreed to this proposal.

They were used to being poor, so naturally they didn't dare to eat so luxuriously.

It would be nice to have some meat taste.

If you are frugal, you can have two more meals.

Qingli refused outright: "You guys just eat, I'll go to the mountains to hunt after you finish eating."

"Dad works so hard every day. If you don't take good care of yourself now, you won't be able to make up for the damage in the future."

"My younger brothers and sisters are also growing up now, can't we let them eat better?"

"Mom's health is not good, so she needs to eat something good."

Han's father and mother were completely stunned by Qingli's outburst.

After thinking about it, I felt that what she said made sense, so I agreed with her.

Han's mother divided the rice from the big pot and placed a portion in front of each person, intending to eat it with the broth.

Han's father got the most, she got the least, and the other three children were given according to size.

Qingli pushed the wild vegetable rice in front of her to Han's mother: "Mom, you are not in good health, eat more, I will just eat some rabbit meat."

Although it would be nice to have some staple food, she really couldn't finish this big pot of rice.

The meals she had while recuperating at home over the past two days really left her with a shadow.

At this time, she would rather not eat.

Han's mother knew that she didn't like to eat it, and she couldn't persuade her, so she just let her do what she wanted.

Anyway, there will be absolutely no waste.

The whole family gathered around a pot of rabbit meat and enjoyed the delicious meal.

Han Xiaomei burped, touched her round belly and said with emotion: "I'm so full!"

He gave Qingli a thumbs up: "Sister is awesome!"

He ran to Qingli's side, hooked his hands around her neck, and kissed her on the cheek.

Qingli felt soft-hearted because of her series of small actions.

Looking at the cute little baby in front of me, my heart instantly softened.

But looking at her cat-like face while eating, I suddenly thought of something.

His body stiffened, and he raised his hand to touch his face, then looked at his fingers.

Sure enough, he has a greasy hand.

Suddenly I feel that it is not so cute anymore!

Han Ping also felt very satisfied. He had never eaten such delicious food since he was a child.

I became more determined to make a lot of money for my sister when I grow up.

Han's father felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't expect that the best meal the family had had in all these years was actually prepared by his daughter.

I still feel guilty towards those kids.

He felt that he was a useless father and had not raised them well.

Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Qingli said to Han's father, "I plan to hunt some game and go to town tomorrow."

"See if I can exchange some tickets and bring some things back home."

Han's father's first reaction was to object: "I don't agree."

"It's too dangerous for you to go alone."

What good way is there to sell the game in town?

It’s different now than before, private transactions are not allowed.

The only way to sell things is to go to the black market.

But how could he feel at ease with her, a little girl, going to that place?

Qingli looked at his worried father and advised: "Have you forgotten? I was taught skills by the gods. I'm just going out for a walk. Nothing will happen."

Father Han half-believed and half-doubted, "Really? Could it be that the immortal has taught you some skills?"