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Gu Qingyao's bright black eyes looked at the game in Mo Beihan's hand, then she glanced at Mo Beihan and smiled. “Alright then, I'll take them! But you bring these back.”

As she spoke, Gu Qingyao took out some of the wild herbs, poured out half the mushrooms, and gave him ten of the pheasant eggs.

Of course, Mo Beihan refused to take them.

“No need. You've worked very hard to get all these. You should bring them back and eat them. If my family needs them, I'll get some tomorrow.”

Gu Qingyao's beautiful eyes glared at him. “I told you to take them, so you should take them. Didn't you say you would take care of me? Then why don't you listen to me at all?”

Mo Beihan: “…”

“Can you really bear to refuse my gifts?”

Her words caused Mo Beihan's heart to beat faster. He looked at the beautiful girl standing before him, then glanced at the items in her hand. He immediately wanted to bring them back home, cook them and eat them.

At last, Mo Beihan obediently took them, his heart filled with tenderness.

Gu Qingyao took a cloth sack from her inters.p.a.ce and bundled everything together for him. Then the two went their separate ways home.

When she got home, Gu Qingyao realized that her grandfather and father had returned.

It looked like they had just arrived at home, and were resting in the courtyard. They had walked back from town,

“Grandfather, Father, you're back!”

Gu Chonghua and Gu Yunshen raised their heads. They were about to speak when they heard a shocked exclamation from Gu Ruoqing, who was in the kitchen. “Wow! There's red braised pork, and so many pork ribs! Mom, come and eat the red braised pork!”

When Zhang Xiaohui, who was in the courtyard, heard there was meat, she immediately rushed into the kitchen.

Gu Qingyao frowned and followed her into the kitchen. She found mother and daughter standing next to the stove, using chopsticks to stuff red braised pork into their mouths as fast as they could. Their mouths shone with grease. They looked like two hungry ghosts who had been reborn.

“What are you doing?”

Gu Qingyao asked angrily as she took the red braised pork away, refusing to let the mother and daughter eat it.

Gu Ruoqing raged, “What are you doing? We've hurried home from town and are dead tired. Didn't you also take the opportunity to secretly eat red braised pork while we were gone? You better hand it over.”

Gu Qingyao refused and laughed coldly. “We ate the pork this morning at the state-run restaurant when Mo Beihan sent me back. We couldn't finish it, so we brought the rest back. The red braised pork is tender and should be reserved for our grandparents. We'll be eating dinner soon, why are you eating this now?”

Wasn't Grandfather also tired from his trip?

He was still resting outside now!

If she had not come in and stopped them, this mother and daughter would have definitely eaten all the red braised pork.

Of course, Gu Qingyao did not care about this small bit of meat. But she had a poor opinion of this mother and daughter.

Gu Ruoqing was lazy and greedy. Although she lived in a village, she put on delicate airs, as if she was a young city girl. She loved to compare herself with the girls in the city.

Zhang Xiaohui was the same – lazy and greedy. In her previous life, the two of them had caused her much suffering. Gu Qingyao was not so good-hearted as to give them anything good to eat.

“You… Grandfather is so tired that he's resting outside. He can always eat tonight. As for Grandma, the two of you have definitely eaten some of it for lunch, so now it's our turn to eat. Hand it over.”

Gu Qingyao was enraged by these self-righteous words.

“No. You're so lazy when it comes to work, but when it comes to eating meat, you expect a fair share. I've dug up lots of wild herbs. You go wash the wild herbs and start the fire. Otherwise, you shouldn't expect to have anything to eat.”

Zhang Xiaohui hated Gu Qingyao and when she saw that Gu Qingyao dared to shout at her daughter, she was livid.

“How dare you use that tone? She's your elder sister, you…”