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It can be seen how clear their true nature is.

It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish. Su Luo felt aroused and suddenly asked: "Do you want to learn the skills of hunting? Do you want to hunt and support yourself and your family in the future?"

"Sister Yun! Is this true?!"

"Sister Yun! Can we really learn it?!"

The clothes on these two little radish heads were torn and old. I don’t know how many patches they had been applied, but they were washed cleanly, just as clean as their eyes.

Su Luo smiled: "I can teach, but what I want to learn depends on your own talent."

Zhao Erya's heart was beating like thunder and she was extremely nervous.

Zhao Xiaowu also had a small face tense, very nervous!

Because this is enough to change their destiny.

"Okay, don't think about this for now. Roasted sweet potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes, your stomach is starved to death." Su Luo waved his hand with a smile.

But the two little guys were immersed in an excited and nervous state of mind, so how could they take sweet potatoes with peace of mind? So cooking was in Su Luo's hands.

She had just roasted the sweet potatoes half-cooked, and a not-so-friendly voice came to her ears.

"Oh, so you are here." A sarcastic voice sounded.

Su Luo looked up and found that the visitor was the four men from the Zhao family.

Su Luo is of course familiar with them, because these four people were caught by Mrs. Zhao before.

Su Luo frowned slightly.

Among the four brothers of the Zhao family, Zhao Sanlang is the most exposed.

He glanced at Su Luo arrogantly and laughed: "Seeing that you carried such a big basket up the mountain, I thought you would have a lot of harvest. What's the result? You are actually eating roasted sweet potatoes, hahaha--"

Zhao Erya and Zhao Xiaowu were about to talk, but Su Luo shook his head at them.

The two brothers and sisters of Zhao Erya sat there resently, staring at their cousin with reluctance.

Zhao Sanlang glanced at Su Luo and mocked: "Miss Yun, it's been so long, you really only dug three roasted sweet potatoes? So everyone is right. Did you pick up the prey yesterday because of your luck?"

"Oh, how could this thing luck keep favoring you? Did you think so?"

"Real hunting depends on luck."

"Look, what is this?" Zhao Sanlang proudly glanced at Su Luo and lifted the golden pheasant in his hand. "You can open your eyes and take a look at what this is? Golden pheasant!"

Su Luo glanced at the pheasant...

Alas, a pheasant that had not grown up was less than a pound after removing the fur and internal organs. At that time, she despised the meatlessness, so although she was swept by her strong wind and the pheasant was lame, she still didn't just pick up the little pheasant.

Su Luo frowned: "Your pheasant is too small."

Zhao Sanlang was choked by Su Luo's words, but after he reacted, he was furious: "Where is it small? And, so what if it is small? You haven't hunted anything, so you are embarrassed to dislike me, the little pheasant?!"

Su Luo: "Oh, I'm too lazy to pick up this pheasant."

Zhao Sanlang: "Ah hahaha-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Su Luo looked at Zhao Sanlang with sympathy, shook his head, and stopped talking.

Zhao Sanlang became even more angry when he saw Su Luo ignore him!

This feeling of being ignored makes him angry than being targeted.

"We're here, let's roast this pheasant?" Zhao Sanlang said deliberately.
Chapter completed!