In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

The three brothers, caught up in their excitement, failed to notice that there was no one else around them!

Because most of the villagers in Chenjia Village have gathered at Chen Dao's house, the village is now extremely deserted. Also, because the three brothers are not sociable, they often prefer to take secluded paths.

The roadside they were walking on was completely deserted, making it extremely quiet!

"Ying ying."

But at that moment, in the deathly silence, a voice that was not human rang out, exploding in the ears of the three brothers like a thunderclap!

Such a sound, appearing suddenly in such a quiet environment, was truly frightening.

"what sound?"

Chen Jin looked around warily, while Chen Yin and Chen Tong also stopped and carefully examined their surroundings.

"Whoosh."

A sharp sound came, and before the three brothers could react, Chen Tong let out a cry of pain.

"what!"

Feeling something unusual on his neck, Chen Tong subconsciously reached out and touched it, feeling some warm, moist liquid that felt somewhat like...blood?

blood?

Chen Tong's pupils contracted, and he immediately realized what was happening, but it was too late. His strength gradually drained from his body, and blood gushed out from his torn throat.

Chen Tong felt dizzy and the world was spinning. The next moment, he collapsed to the ground.

"younger brother."

Chen Jin exclaimed in surprise, but the next moment, he felt a strange sensation on his neck. Then, a feeling of powerlessness overwhelmed him, his eyes lost their luster, and he turned into a cold corpse.

"Big brother, third brother, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"

Seeing his eldest and third brothers fall to the ground one after another, Chen Yin was terrified and turned pale. He was about to go forward to check on the two of them, but before he could make a move, a dark shadow attacked. Then, Chen Yin felt a pain in his neck and stopped breathing completely.

Only after all three had died did a small figure emerge in the moonlight, with a long, fluffy tail and a round face—who else could it be but Xiao Yuan?

Xiao Yuan's moist nose twitched. After confirming that all three were dead, she left the crime scene under the dim moonlight.

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Chen Dao's house, front yard.

More than a thousand steamed buns had been distributed, and the villagers left Chen Dao's house in twos and threes. However, Chen Dao did not rush into the house, but stood in the front yard waiting for something.

"Brother Dao, what are you waiting for?"

Seeing that Chen Dao hadn't moved for a long time, Chen Da asked.

"Wait a little longer!"

As soon as Chen Dao finished speaking, a dark figure jumped into the front yard. At first glance, it was Xiao Yuan.

The little round cat, having entered the front yard, retracted its paws, jumped onto Chen Dao's shoulder, and made whimpering sounds, as if reporting something.

Chen Dao seemed to understand, gently patted Xiao Yuan's head, and smiled, "Well done."

Xiao Yuan started whimpering again, thoroughly enjoying Chen Dao's caresses and praise.

Chen Dao turned to Chen Dadao and said, "Uncle, let's go inside."

Chen Da glanced at Xiao Yuan, but didn't think much of it. After closing the front door, he went inside with Chen Dao.

In the kitchen, a sumptuous meal was already prepared.

At this moment, a large pot of stewed chicken was placed on a large round table. This was made by Li Ping and He Cuilian at Chen Dao's behest, after they killed two old hens that wouldn't lay eggs.

Next to the stewed chicken was a plate of chicken giblets and a large bowl of egg drop soup.

Chen Cheng and his group of five, Ding Xiaohua, and the three children sat around the dining table, their mouths watering as they looked at the dishes. Tonight's dinner was definitely the most sumptuous they had seen in recent years.

Not only were there snow-white steamed buns in front of each person, but there were also two whole chickens and egg drop soup made with more than a dozen eggs...

Looking at the food laid out on the table, everyone was eager to try it.

Fortunately, they knew that Chen Dao and Chen Da, who were in charge of the household, had not yet arrived, so they did not take any action. They simply endured their hunger and sat at the table waiting.

"My brother is here."

Just then, Chen Fei, with her sharp eyes, spotted Chen Dao and Chen Da entering the kitchen by the dim candlelight in the room, and her small eyes immediately lit up.

"Brother Dao is here!"

"Brother Dao and Uncle, please sit here."

"Brother Dao, come and sit down."

"..."

The others also warmly invited Chen Dao and his companion to sit down. They couldn't help it; they had been wanting to eat for a long time, but without Chen Dao and his companion, they couldn't start eating!

Chen Dao sat down next to Chen Fei, patted Chen Fei's head, and said, "Everyone must be hungry, right? Let's eat!"

As soon as Chen Dao said this, everyone's eyes lit up and they quickly got to work.

Chen Cheng was the fastest to act, quickly picking up a piece of chicken and stuffing it into his mouth. He savored the meaty flavor and the aroma of the oil, revealing a satisfied expression.

"Yum! So delicious!"

Chen Cheng shook his head and exclaimed in admiration.

The others were equally quick, staring at the large bowl of chicken, moving pieces with lightning speed, putting one piece after another into their mouths, praising the food as they ate.

"The meat is so delicious, even better than steamed buns."

"Absolutely! It's so delicious."

"It smells so good."

"..."

Looking at the satisfied faces, Chen Dao couldn't help but chuckle. He had been eating a blood-feathered chicken every day for the past few days and was no longer so eager for meat. On the contrary, Chen Cheng and the others, because they hadn't been able to eat meat for years, were behaving extremely exaggeratedly, as if they were eating delicacies.

Chen Dao ignored the chicken on the table and instead ladled himself a bowl of egg drop soup, eating a steamed bun with it.

"Don't just focus on eating meat, drink some soup and eat some steamed buns too."

Chen Dao's words were clearly not taken seriously by many people. After all, meat was a rare treat for everyone present, and with meat in front of them, they didn't even look at the other foods.

Chen Cheng had the most exaggerated eating habits. He didn't even spit out the bones. As soon as the chicken entered his mouth, he chewed it up along with the bones and swallowed it. Chen Dao couldn't help but admire his digestive ability.

On the contrary, the Chen Dao and Chen Da families behaved better. Every day when Chen Dao ate blood-feathered chicken, he would share the chicken giblets and chicken soup with them. Since they could occasionally eat meat, they did not behave as out of line as the three Chen brothers.

With everyone wolfing it down, a large bowl of chicken, weighing over ten pounds, was quickly devoured. Then, everyone set their sights on the small plate of chicken giblets, and each person took a chopstick and finished them off as well.

Only then did everyone remember their staple food: steamed buns.

Ironically, Chen Cheng and the others, who used to think that steamed buns were the most delicious food in the world, became oblivious to the steamed buns in front of them after tasting meat. This contrast was truly astonishing.