Chen Jiandang quickly called out to stop her, scratching his head shyly, "Mom, let's keep these wolf heads. Let them dry and store in the old house, so that future generations can know their ancestors were heroes who killed wolves!"
"Suit yourselves!"
Ma Xiulian was somewhat speechless, but she just let them be, carrying Helian Qiao and going straight back to the house.
Everyone cleaned up the blood traces at the door of the house before they went back into the house one after another.
Although it was already midnight, no one felt drowsy. Everyone was excited because of the wolf-killing incident.
Even though they turned out to be brave wolf killers, the three Chen brothers were all worried in their hearts that other wolves might come for revenge. They simply decided not to sleep, holding machetes in their hands and guarding the house in the living room.
