Su Sanlang himself was alarmed. He thought that after a few years, he might no longer be so lucky, but the facts told him otherwise.
As he looked at the small figure walking ahead of him, Su Sanlang silently told himself that he couldn't do this again. Two years ago, people had thought he was just lucky. If he was still the same now, everyone would notice the difference.
There was something strange about his fourth daughter. If someone with ulterior motives found out, they would not be able to tolerate her. Fortunately, it was almost dark.
There was enough land to feed his family. There was no need to hunt again.
Su Sanlang hid his thoughts and silently changed the topic. "Heng, have you ever eaten pheasants?"
Zhou Heng nodded and replied, "I've eaten it before, but I've already forgotten what it tastes like."
