"I'm not picky. I'll eat anything." Yin Yang said with a smile. Even if he didn't like something, he wouldn't say anything, much less show it.
"You're easy to take care of." Xu Mumu patted Yin Yang on the shoulder.
On the way back, a few kids saw what Xu Mumu and the others had gathered, and their eyes widened in surprise. It was Madam Chen who instructed her two daughters-in-law to handle the wild chicken.
At noon, they enjoyed a delightful chicken soup and a pot of chicken with potatoes. Although not much was distributed into each person's bowl, Xu Mumu was still very happy.
In the afternoon, Xu Mumu noticed that Xu Xue was back to her old trade, hiding in the kitchen of the second house making pastries. The aroma wafted into the noses of the children who were attending class.
Fortunately, Xu Xue brought over a plate, which finally allowed the children to focus on their studies.
