"Shi Feng, did you go hunting in the mountains today?"

Yang Shifeng nodded, his second aunt clearly saw him when he left in the morning.

When Song Juanhua heard the words, her eyes rolled around in the room, but she didn't see what she wanted to see, so she asked directly: "Then why didn't I see the prey you were fighting?"

She saw him go up the mountain with a bow and arrow this morning. She must have gone hunting, so she has been looking forward to it at home. Usually, when my nephew goes hunting, she will give her some prey, but today she waited until dinner. It didn't wait, so she had to come and ask.

Yang Shifeng pursed his lips. How could he not hear what his second aunt meant, he explained: "Second aunt, something happened to the mountain today. I didn't hunt, so I didn't bring the prey back."

Song Juanhua was taken aback, and a deep disappointment rose from her heart. I was waiting for the meat enthusiastically, but I didn’t even have to eat it at all. My heart felt uncomfortable. Usually their family was reluctant to buy meat. They relied on their nephew to go hunting in the mountains from time to time to relieve their greed. It's more moisturizing, and now it's greedy as long as I haven't eaten meat for two days.

I thought there was meat to eat again today, but who knew that he didn't bring the prey back.

Song Juanhua twitched the corners of her mouth, and asked unwillingly, "Shi Feng, did you really miss it?"

Yang Shifeng can hear what his second aunt obviously doesn't believe, but he is used to it, and he won't be angry. The second aunt is such a person, and he doesn't want to care about her. He treats the second uncle's family well because of his own family. The second uncle has a few children's sake, and he didn't hear what the second aunt said.

"Second aunt, I really didn't go hunting today. I'll go again tomorrow and I will definitely bring the prey back."

After listening to this, Song Juanhua's face improved a lot, and she accepted the fact that there was no meat to eat today, and waved her hand, "Well, it's the same if you eat meat tomorrow."

After speaking, he didn’t rush to leave. He looked at the white rice in the eleven bowls. He stretched out his hands and pulled the two children behind him to the table. He smiled embarrassedly, "Shi Feng, today my second aunt thought there was meat. Well, there’s a little less cooked food. I don’t know that there is no meat to eat. Your two younger siblings are not full. I think you have made a lot today. If you have a lot of food, give your two younger siblings to eat. Click it."

The two children were used to eating Yang Shifeng’s food. In their hearts, Shifeng’s brother’s food belonged to their family. They could ask for anything, so the two children immediately looked at the food and shouted, "Shifeng" Brother, we want to eat."

These are the two youngest children of the second uncle’s family. They are rare fetuses of dragons and phoenixes. They are only six years old this year. They are born with cute Yuxue. Usually the second uncle is very fond of these two children. Yang Shifeng also follows them more. What if there is anything. It was delicious, they would give it to him if they wanted it, but today, this meal was made for the little fairy, and it seemed that it wasn't enough for the little fairy.

Yang Shifeng pursed his lips. He didn't know how to refuse two such young children. If they let the two children watch him eating, he would not feel good about it, but he wouldn't be able to let the little fairy not have enough to eat. So, look. Seeing the bowl of rice he left for himself, Yang Shifeng sighed in his heart, took his bowl and handed it to the two children.

Seeing Yang Shifeng picked up the bowl of white rice in her hand and prepared to share it with the two children, Song Juanhua was satisfied, but she did not expect that Yang Shifeng's hand just raised was stopped by a chopstick, and it was eleven.

Eleven held Yang Shifeng's hand with chopsticks and looked at him lightly, "Are you hungry if you don't eat?"

"Huh?" Yang Shifeng was stunned, his wrist was stuck by the seemingly powerless chopsticks, and he couldn't move the slightest.

Seeing him still stunned, eleven frowned, "Eat your meal, if you give it to others, are you hungry? Are you stupid?"

Are you stupid? Yang Shifeng blinked, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing that her two little ones hadn’t eaten, Song Juanhua was upset, she couldn’t help but patted the table and said dissatisfied: “Who are you? What’s the matter with you, this is my nephew’s house, and you don’t have the right to talk!”

Eleven glanced lazily at this noisy woman, did not speak, and retracted the chopsticks stuck on Yang Shifeng's wrist, but still looked at Yang Shifeng.

Yang Shifeng took back his bowl silently, and inexplicably didn't dare to divide it between two small ones, otherwise the little fairy would be unhappy.

Watching Yang Shifeng eat his own meal honestly, he stopped watching him on October 11, and put a bite of fried eggplant into his mouth and continued to eat.

When did Song Juanhua get this kind of treatment in Yang Shifeng's place. The two children used to be given what they wanted, but now they are not given a bowl of rice because of an unknown woman. What does it mean?

But Song Juanhua is still savvy, knowing that getting angry just because of this is not justified, and it will not do her any good, so she simply pinched the two children on the back and cursed: "You two little debt collectors, you know how to eat all day long. , Where the conditions in the house are not good, I can give you food, and other people’s food cannot be given to you. What do you want!"

When the two children were pinched like this, they immediately began to cry.

Seeing the child crying, Song Juanhua wiped her tears and choked up, "Shi Feng, it's because my second aunt didn't teach the two children well. I shouldn't have to eat with you. If it weren't for your second uncle, I can't feed him. Feeding the children, the second aunt can’t do this, you know, your second uncle can only farm, and you don’t make much money throughout the year. There are so many children in the family. The eldest still has to go to school. , How can I live on these days, your second aunt and me, sometimes I can’t wait to die if I think about it..."

On eleven, I was shocked by Song Juanhua’s ability to cry as soon as she said she cried. I didn’t expect there to be such a person...

Yang Shifeng clenched his chopsticks tightly, and the sound of crying in his ears made the rice in his mouth taste like chewing wax. Every time he heard the second aunt cry like this, he felt depressed in his heart.

His parents died early, and he was not able to support himself at that time. The second aunt refused to let him live in their house. He could only live in his own house, but the second uncle really loved him and often saved his ration for him to eat. This is only so big, so even if he doesn't like the second aunt, he will send any good things to the second uncle's house, which is why he tolerates the second aunt and the children.

I really couldn’t stand the constant crying in my ears. Yang Shifeng put down his chopsticks, thinking about what he could take out to stop the second aunt’s crying today, but he heard a loud “pop” and a pair of chopsticks were slammed on. On the table.

Eleven frowned and looked at the family, "Shut up!"

Such a big movement suddenly frightened one big and two small ones, and even forgot to cry, looking at eleven suspiciously.

Eleven felt that these three people were really annoying. They were obviously not so sad, but they cried like their dead relatives. Others couldn't eat well if they wanted to.

I have never seen such a shameless food.

If this were in her original world, she would have flew out with a knife.

Eleven looked at Yang Shifeng and asked, "They are too noisy, can you let them go?"

Yang Shifeng glanced at the eleventh half of the meal, and knew that she had been disturbed, and felt a little guilty. It was only the first time she came to face her second aunt's harassment, and no one could bear it.

Yang Shifeng stood up and said to Song Juanhua: "Second aunt, we are eating, and grandpa also wants to rest. Don't make trouble here and take the children back."

Seeing that he was starting to drive people away, Song Juanhua wiped her tears, "I said Shi Feng, what do you mean? I am your second aunt, are you trying to drive me away? Am I making trouble? This woman didn't even recognize her second aunt?"

When it comes to quarreling, no one should think of comparing her second aunt. Yang Shifeng knows that he can’t tell her, he doesn’t want to grind with her, let alone drink the elders, so he said patiently: "Second aunt, I didn’t drive you away, but we want Eat and rest, you guys go back and take a nap."

Song Juanhua has never been a person who accepts as soon as he sees it. She still stares at the rice on the table, "What do you take a nap? How can you sleep if you haven't eaten enough!"

Yang Shifeng frowned.

When she saw this, she stood up from the stool. When no one reacted, she grabbed Song Juanhua’s collar and lifted it up. The next second, it was as light as if she was holding a chicken in her hand. Lifting the person up easily, she didn't care about Song Juanhua's screaming and struggling, she walked straight to the courtyard gate, threw the person out of the gate, and made a knock.

Yang Shifeng: "..."

After eleven threw the big one, walked back and looked at the two frightened little ones, and barked their teeth viciously at them, "Get out!"

"Wow! Cannibalism!" The two little guys yelled in fright. They didn't need to be carried, and they ran away eagerly, and suddenly there was no figure.

Yang Shifeng stood aside dumbfounded.

Eleven smiled, satisfied with the renewed quiet air, walked over and patted his face, "What are you doing? Are you stupid? Eat quickly."

The soft touch on his face made Yang Shifeng regain his senses, and followed Eleven’s hand to look at Eleven’s arm. Just now, with such a thin and white arm, she grabbed her second aunt like a chicken and threw it out. It’s like throwing a small stone.

This arm...

Yang Shifeng swallowed, and squatted to say something, "You...you have so much strength..."

It was only on the eleventh that people at this time didn't seem to have mutations and abilities like they did at that time, and the vigor like her seemed abnormal, no wonder he was so surprised.

Eleven blinked and thought of an explainable past reason, "Oh, I've been so powerful since I was a child, our family inherited it."

In fact, Eleven’s ability is a power-type ability, that is, infinite power. This is actually a more tasteless ability in another world, but she is powerful in medicine, and the ability is almost okay, and she can still live very well. Sometimes she has to forget that she has supernatural powers, and she feels that her strength is about the same as her own attributes.

"Oh, it turned out to be like this." After listening to Eleven's explanation, Yang Shifeng nodded and didn't ask any more. He just thought it was pretty good, but it didn't match her delicate image, but it was pretty good. Yes, she is so beautiful, it is inevitable that she will be easily dangerous, so that she can protect herself from harm.

Yang Shifeng thought, grinned, and put the matter behind him, and sat down again to have dinner with Eleven.

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