Fisherman [ Danmei MTL ]

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"Finally I can have a full meal!"

At this time, the people in the cave gathered around the pot on the simple stove and looked at the chestnuts rolling up and down, and they couldn't help swallowing.

The village head was a little surprised.

"You moved so fast, you picked so many chestnuts, and you peel it back?"

"The village head, this is us..." The young man was taken aback and wanted to say that he had snatched it from the next door, and was taken by Xue Yao grabbed his wrist in private, dragged it aside, wiped a persimmon with the corner of his clothes and handed it to the village chief, explaining.

"This is what the villagers gave to us when we went to the next cave and jumped.

 " They went out to pick fruit yesterday. There were a lot of piles in the cave, and they couldn't finish eating, so they divided some." The
village chief nodded when he heard the words.

"Then don't always take theirs, and go out to find food afterwards. "

" Ok. "Xue Yao bowing the promise, the villagers try to steal something timely to look elsewhere.

Zhou Wangshi stood up and said, "Village Chief, let's eat together. If you eat, go out early to find something to eat in the evening." These words can be regarded as a heartbreak, and the silent villagers immediately boiled and took them.

They took the bowl and scooped food next to each other.

Amidst the harmonious sound of waiting for food, a sound slipped into everyone's ears.

"Zhao Qian, why are you here?" It was Cao Fang's old lady who said this.

She had a pair of peachy eyes with some charm, and her tone was contemptuous, staring at the tall man standing at the entrance of the cave against the light.

Hearing this, Xue Yao, who was eager to scoop chestnut with a spoon, had a meal, and everyone looked back at Zhao Qian.

There is no fierce light on Zhao Qian's face, but there is absolutely no smile on his face.

Despite this, everyone always feels a cold back, and always feel that Zhao Qian has a gloomy atmosphere today.

Xue Yao was panicked, but he thought that he did not do this alone. In front of everyone, what could Zhao Qian do to him?

Even if he wanted to fight, so many villagers in the cave would help him, and he would suffer.

It is his Zhao Qian who suffers.

"Zhao!" He was about to walk out with his chest straight. Unexpectedly, Zhao Qian came a few steps and pinched his neck with one hand.

He wanted to question what Zhao Qian was doing, but he only spit out the word "Zhao".

The rest of the words were pinched. It was broken in the throat, and with a whimper, the bowl fell to the ground with a snap and fell into several pieces, and was lifted out of the cave.

Zhao Qian threw the churning man to the ground like an eel.

Xue Yao was relieved, touched his breathless neck with both hands, and yelled.

"Zhao Qian, what the hell do you want to do!"

Zhao Qian's nose moved, clenched fists and greeted his face with a deep voice.

A dull muffled sound.

"How dare you!"

It was another fist.