"Next time, tell them to eat more meat, and not to always think of me." She thought for a moment and said, "From now on, my second brother won't sell the prey he hunts. We'll keep it for ourselves."
"I will tell them." He agreed verbally, but in his heart, he knew that the second and third brothers still cared deeply for their wife.
She remembered, "It seems like the roe deer and two wild chickens my second brother hunted yesterday haven't been handled yet. With this heat, it will spoil if left overnight."
"My second brother took care of them last night," Qinghe said, "The meat has already been salted in a jar."
Qingyue nodded, "That's good."
