It can be seen how clear their hearts are.
It is better to teach a man how to fish than to teach him how to fish. Su Luo's heart moved, and he 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?!"
The clothes on these two little radishes were tattered and old, and I don't know how many patches were made, but they were washed clean, just as clean as their eyes.
Su Luo smiled: "I can teach, but what you want to learn depends on your own talents."
Zhao Erya's heart was beating like thunder, and she was extremely nervous.
Zhao Xiaowu also had a small face, very nervous!
Because this incident is enough to change their fate.
"Okay, don't think about this for now, roast sweet potatoes, roast sweet potatoes, I'm starving to death." Su Luo smiled and waved.
But the two little guys were both immersed in excitement and nervousness, how could they take the sweet potato test with peace of mind, so the matter of cooking was in Su Luo's hands.
She had just half-cooked the sweet potatoes when she thought of an unfriendly voice in her ears.
"Yo, so you are here." A mocking voice sounded.
Su Luo looked up and found that the people who came were actually the four sons of the Zhao family.
Su Luo was of course familiar with them, because these four had listened to Old Lady Zhao's words to arrest her.
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, "Looking at you carrying such a big basket up the mountain, you thought you would harvest a lot, but what happened? 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 sisters, Zhao Erya, sat on the same spot, staring at their cousin unwillingly.
Zhao Sanlang gave Su Luo a sidelong glance, and said mockingly: "Miss Yun, it's been so long, you really only found three roasted sweet potatoes? So everyone is right, you picked up yesterday's prey because you were lucky. Did you arrive?"
"Hey, how can luck keep favoring you? You don't think so?"
"Real hunting still depends on luck."
"Look, what is this?" Zhao Sanlang gave Su Luo an arrogant glance, and raised the golden pheasant in his hand, "Open your eyes and take a good look at what this is? Golden pheasant!"
Su Luo glanced at the golden pheasant...
Alas, a golden pheasant that hasn't grown up is less than a pound after the fur and internal organs are removed. At that time, she disliked the lack of meat, so although the golden pheasant was swept away by her strong wind, the golden pheasant was crippled, but she still didn't pick it up. Little golden pheasant.
Su Luo frowned: "You golden pheasant is too small."
Zhao Sanlang was immediately choked by Su Luo's words, but after he reacted, he was immediately furious: "Where is it small? Besides, what if it's small? You haven't hunted anything, so you have the nerve to dislike me, this golden pheasant?!"
Su Luo: "Oh, I didn't even bother to pick up this golden pheasant."
Zhao Saburo: "Ahahaha—lazy picking up? Hahahahaha—Miss Yun, you, you, you really laughed at me hahaha—"
Su Luo looked at Zhao Saburo with sympathetic eyes, shook his head, and stopped talking.
Zhao Sanlang got even more angry when he saw that Su Luo ignored him!
This feeling of being ignored makes him more angry than being targeted.
"We're here, have we roasted this golden pheasant?!" Zhao Saburo said deliberately.