My Stepbrother Is a Little Pitiful (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 10. The Envious Little Poor Soul, The Envious Little Poor Soul...

Chapter 10: The Envious Little Poor Soul. . . The Envious Little Poor Soul. . .

Cheng Songer ate her meal quickly and finished it. She saw Cheng Qingzhi still eating slowly, savoring every bite.

Her thick eyelashes drooped obediently, and even though her lowered brows and gentle appearance were captivating, there was a lack of liveliness and brightness in her charm, a bit too docile.

Cheng Songer put down her chopsticks: "Take your time eating, I'll go chop the firewood in the yard."

". . . . . Okay." Cheng Qingzhi paused for a moment, holding the chopsticks, before continuing to eat.

In the yard, there were some tree stumps that needed to be chopped into pieces for firewood.

These were all old tree stumps that Cheng Qingzhi had painstakingly carried back from the mountains and chopped into usable pieces.

The axe for chopping firewood was heavy. Cheng Songer felt that it wasn't much heavier than the burden carried by Cheng Qingzhi, who had such a delicate physique. He had worked so hard to gather the firewood, chopping piece by piece, while the women of the Cheng family and Cheng Qingzhi's biological father, Xu Lan, watched coldly as he did all the labor alone.

Cheng Songer had good physical strength, and in this world, women's strength was originally superior to men's, so she quickly finished chopping the tree stumps.

Remembering that Cheng Qingzhi had said earlier that the firewood at home was running out and that they couldn't do without it for heating and cooking in the winter.

Anyway, she planned to go hunting in the mountains behind the village in the afternoon, so she might as well chop some firewood.

She went back to the main hall to fetch the animal traps, the hunting net, and a bow and arrows. She had a small axe hanging from her waist, ready to go out.

"Where are you going?" Seeing Cheng Songer preparing to leave, Cheng Qingzhi stood up anxiously.

"To the mountains behind." Cheng Songer replied.

"The mountains behind?" Cheng Qingzhi's eyes flashed with unfounded worry. "But there are ferocious beasts in the mountains. . ."

"I know, but don't you often go to the mountains to gather firewood? Don't worry, I won't go deep into the mountains." Cheng Songer smiled gently. "I've already chopped the firewood in the yard, so you can take a break in the afternoon."

"Then. . . when will you come back?" He lowered his head and asked softly.

Cheng Songer smiled, "I'll come back once I catch some small animals. This time, I bought two taels of meat from the city. We can't just eat meat once, right? I promised to fatten you up."

Cheng Qingzhi's face turned red from his neck to his ears, and he stopped speaking.

Cheng Songer looked at his appearance and secretly laughed in his heart. Why is his face so thin? Are all the men in this world like him?

Regardless, let's go hunting first.

. . .

"Ha, no wonder Cheng Songer suddenly refused to sell Cheng Qingzhi. It turns out she had her eyes on that despicable person." Lin Yuxiu hid in the house, secretly opening a corner of the window to peep at everything happening in the Cheng family courtyard.

He witnessed the whole process, especially when Cheng Songer forcefully said that he had to finish eating half of the braised pork. His beautiful eyes were almost spitting fire!