I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Seeing that Song Tiancheng agreed, the three little ones were very proud: "Song Qingqing, the reason why you are so good is because of your father's good teaching. Wait for the three of us to go out and study hard for a few days? We will definitely come back to deal with you and vent our anger today."

Song Qingqing stood in the yard, smiling: "It's good to go out and take a look. After seeing it, you will know how happy you are at home. Then you can do housework peacefully in the future."

Song Jingnan gritted his teeth and said, "I will study hard. It won't be long before I am better than you. How can I, a male, be worse than you, a female?"

"Then I'll wait and see. Don't come back crying and begging to do housework before you've worked for two days."

Song Jingnan: "Just wait for me."

Song Tiancheng looked at Song Qingqing with displeasure on his face, "Qingqing, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't you know what period it is now? I don't ask you to work, just stay at home and recuperate, don't worry about anything else." Taking them out for one day is good enough, but if you take them out every day, will the whole family starve to death when the severe cold comes?

Song Qingqing: "..." Of course I know what period it is. Everyone is preparing food for the cold weather. It's the peak hunting season, but what does it have to do with me? Who told you two to not work hard every day and just eat young people?

Xian Sui stopped hunting and had to eat sweet and sour pork almost every day. He was a wimp and liked to pretend to be generous, but he still wanted his three little bastards to eat tender meat every day.

If Xian Sui hadn't paid this year's tribal protection fee a few days before coming here, you two might not even be able to eat your fill of sweet and sour pork.

"Father, you couldn't resist their coquetry and agreed to take them out, and you blame me? To be honest, the three of them are really useless, and it's useless to persuade them. Good intentions don't go well. Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything. I am really an outsider, and even a word I say is disdained."

Song Tiancheng: "..." Outsiders, outsiders, outsiders all day long, outsiders, I will give you free food. She is a wounded person now, endure, endure, endure, wait until her injury is healed, I still have to rely on her.

Ever since Song Qingqing quit her job, Song's father and mother have been feeling particularly tired, and their sense of happiness in life has been declining.

They all hoped to return to their former selves, with Song Qingqing as the main force, taking the lead, and the two of them assisting on the side. If the prey was not big, they would not have to do anything, they would just have to find some smaller tender meat animals every day to give the three little ones a snack.

Instead of now, they have to do everything, they are tired and have back pain every day, and they can't eat well.

"Cough cough cough... I have a headache. I'm going to go back and take a nap. I don't have much appetite. Take some and eat it when I wake up." Song Qingqing took a piece of wild boar meat, which was one of the few on the stone table.

The staple food of the Song family is sweet and sour pork, but it is too unpalatable. In order to show the sense of ritual, Song Xiuyuan would prepare some tender meat. After eating the sweet and sour pork, he would eat two pieces of good meat to satisfy his craving.

Three Little Ones: "..." Why didn't you say you had a headache when you scolded us and beat us? I got a headache when I talked about work and eating.

Song Yuanyuan pouted and complained: "Father, look at my eldest sister. There were only two pieces of pork, but she took one and chose the big one. She is always like this. She has never eaten sweet and sour pork before."

Song Tiancheng: "..." It's over.

Song Qingqing heard Song Yuanyuan's voice and turned back. "What's wrong with me eating some pork? Didn't I eat less sweet and sour pork in the past ten years? How long have you been eating it? You have so many opinions. I am the injured, so I should eat well to recover from my injuries. Leaving a piece for you is too little, right? Then I won't leave it, so that you won't be happy with your meal and I won't recover quickly.

Aren't you going hunting tomorrow? If you don't want to eat sweet and sour pork, bring back more prey tomorrow, and don't just brag about how great you are." Song Qingqing took the remaining piece of wild boar meat back to the house.

Song Tiancheng, "Okay, don't eat anymore." He knew that she had a bad temper recently, but he still had to provoke her. It's been so long, why is her temper still so bad? It's endless, so annoying.

The three little ones: “…” They are so angry. They will definitely bring back their prey to slap her in the face tomorrow.

Song Tiancheng and the others saw that there was only sweet and sour pork left on the table and suddenly felt a stomachache, but they still sat down and ate it.

Song Qingqing threw the wild boar meat back into the space and ate the spiritual food that was a combination of meat and vegetables.

"If I continue like this, I think I can cut off all ties with them before the severe cold arrives."

The next day, when Song Qingqing woke up, there was nothing in the kitchen. Song Qingqing directly took away a few large pieces of sweet and sour pork and threw them into the space.

"Don't eat it or leave it for them."

Then she wandered around the tribe, walking slowly and coughing from time to time to prove that she was seriously injured and was recovering.

On the other side, on the outskirts of the tribe, Song Tiancheng and his wife did not move with the main force today. They took the three little ones to a safer area alone to train them and teach them some things.

In the afternoon, there was a movement in the yard.

"They are back, but it's not time for them to come back yet. Something must have happened. We have to go out and see the show."

Song Qingqing flipped over like a carp and walked out leisurely.

Then I saw a family of five who were injured.

The three little ones were seriously injured, and Song Yuanyuan was probably the least injured, with half of his face swollen.

Song Jingnan broke a leg and Song Jingxiao broke an arm.

In a word: miserable.

"Oh my god, what happened?" Tell me quickly, let me have some fun. What a talent! I just wanted them to go out and suffer a little, but I didn't expect them to be so badly injured.

As soon as Song Qingqing said this, Song Tiancheng's face became even darker.

The three little ones all lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

When Song Qingqing saw this situation, she immediately understood that these three little ones must have caused trouble, and they did it without any brains.

"What's wrong? Speak up. You're so seriously injured, you can't just keep it to yourself, right? Mother, tell me."

Song Xiuyuan said.

Song Tiancheng and his wife were very lucky today. Not long after they went out, they caught a lone big goat. Because it was the first time for Sanxiao to go out to fight, and the goat was not small, the couple did not dare to let Sanxiao go alone.

Later, they saw a big pheasant (weighing more than 30 kilograms). After Song Tiancheng taught them some tricks, he let the three little ones go for it. As a result, the three little ones couldn't catch a pheasant together.

Song Tiancheng was so angry that he scolded them, but the three little ones were not convinced and promised Song Tiancheng that they would catch the pheasant and let Song Tiancheng take a rest.

The three kids chased the pheasant, but the pheasant ran away. They were afraid of being scolded by Song Tiancheng when they returned. Then they saw another big pheasant hanging on the tree, so they stole it, took it back and gave it to Song Tiancheng, saying that they caught it.

Then other orcs came and beat the three little ones up.

Song Tiancheng and his wife tried to stop them but were beaten and had to compensate for the prey they had hunted that day.

"Didn't you tell them? Didn't others mark the things they hung on the trees? Didn't they allow you to take them? This is stealing." No wonder he was beaten so severely. He stole food, cut off his livelihood, and he couldn't blame anyone else for being beaten to death.

Song Tiancheng cursed angrily: "How could I know they could be so stupid? Even 8-year-old children in the tribe know this rule, but they don't know it. I have lost all my face today."