Chapter 432: Chapter 428: Aunt Zhou’s Counterattack

Tasty or not, we’ll only know after it’s roasted.

Little Deer also didn’t expect that just coming out to be cute would cost it its life.

Wen Ran, carrying Little Deer, with wild rabbits and pheasants hanging from her waist, led Hetao and Red Army to the marsh, full of vigor.

Putting down Little Deer, Wen Ran’s eyes twinkled, and with lightning speed, she grabbed Hetao and Red Army, throwing them right into the marsh.

"Off you go!"

The stench was so overpowering it could make a person gag.

The sunlight was nice and the temperature was good, so throwing them in wouldn’t risk getting a cold.

And even if they caught a cold, no worries, a gulp of spring water would fix everything up nice and quick.

"None of you come up," Wen Ran said with her hands on her hips, yelling, "I’ve been putting up with you for too long, stay in there and soak quietly.

Once your fur is thoroughly soaked, I’ll wash you clean, then you can come up.

If not..."

Wen Ran let out a chilling laugh, clenching a fist.

The sense of threat was almost oozing out.

Hetao wasn’t stupid and understood Wen Ran’s words. While it didn’t dare come up, it still cursed and grumbled in the marsh.

Wen Ran ignored its loud, frequent cries.

Since they didn’t share a language, she couldn’t understand a thing, so she let it be.

While cleaning Little Deer, Wen Ran’s thoughts drifted slowly to the Capital City, sigh~ thinking she had overestimated her own strength, sob sob sob.

She missed the child a little.

Wiping away tears secretly, Wen Ran vowed to be the most stunning kid.

Tears?

Impossible!

Little Deer, pheasants, and rabbits were all cleaned up, Wen Ran rekindled the campfire and started roasting.

Then, she rolled up her sleeves and put Little Deer on the grill first.

"Come here!"

The next task also required physical strength: washing the dog and wolf.

This time, she even rolled up her pant legs, kicked off her shoes, and stepped into the marsh, pulling out a bar of soap from her pocket.

Planning to scrub Hetao first, but this silly guy, upon seeing Wen Ran, ran away faster than a rabbit.

Paddling doggy-style to the middle of the river, howling non-stop, no matter how much Wen Ran stomped, it wouldn’t come back.

Wen Ran took a deep breath, deciding to wash Red Army first.

After spending twenty minutes washing even the tip of Red Army’s tail until spotless, she led it ashore, rubbing off all the excess water.

Letting Red Army sit by the fire to warm up, she turned Little Deer around for better roasting angle.

Wen Ran took a deep breath and, spotting Hetao soaking in the marsh, issued the most dangerous ultimatum, "I’ll count to three, Hetao, if you don’t come here, I’ll dive in and drag you out from the middle of the water myself."

She shouted and threatened as she went, "Then, you’ll get a good slap in the face!"

Softening her tone, she added, "But if you obediently come back now, I have yummy treats for you here.

Would you rather have tasty snacks, or a big slap in the face? You choose."

Wen Ran grinned, standing at the shore, "One, two..."

Hetao finally became obedient, and zipped over to Wen Ran’s side with incredible speed, even its howl became tame.

"Awoo~"

Though it was obedient now, it didn’t stop Wen Ran from slapping it with a playful hand.

"Smack!"

Wen Ran pinched Hetao’s ear, grinding her teeth, "If this happens again next time, the more I call you, the more you run, you just wash your neck and wait for doomsday."

Hetao couldn’t run anywhere now, whimpering and trying to win her over.

In the end, Wen Ran washed it while murmuring complaints.

Hetao was a full circle bigger than Red Army, and with its thick fur, it almost exhausted Wen Ran.

Darn it, she thought she’d done enough, but when she pawed through the fur...

Guess what?

The fur inside was still dry.

Hahaha, this damned thing, it almost made Wen Ran cough up blood from anger.

Knowing it was a big project, Wen Ran calmed her mind and stopped rushing, washing and scrubbing, and going ashore to flip the roasting Little Deer.

More washing, more scrubbing, running ashore again to flip it over.

Back and forth, Wen Ran spent two whole hours.

Once done washing Hetao and getting it ashore, Wen Ran’s hands were all wrinkled.

She raised her trembling hand, realizing this work wasn’t something just anyone could handle.

She finally understood why the pet shop in her past life charged extra upon seeing a super fat dog, charging and charging until they were worn out.

Or, they just wouldn’t accommodate it.

Ugh, who could handle such a situation?

With a pat on Hetao’s rear, Wen Ran pushed it ashore. By then, Red Army had already sun-dried its fur, having returned from the hunt and now feasting heartily.

"Alright," Wen Ran said, rubbing the water out of Hetao’s fur, and letting it go warm up by the fire. Then she wrung her wet sleeves semi-dry.

Afterwards, busily she flipped the Little Deer and also put the cleaned pheasants and rabbits on the fire to roast.

Having finished all tasks, Wen Ran plopped down, holding her sleeves out to dry by the fire, lamenting, "Whoa, this task nearly exhausted me to death."

Meanwhile.

Morning had passed, and Mr. Gu Sr., who was busy in a little pit the whole time, finally remembered his growling stomach.

"Let’s go," he supported his body to stand up slowly, "Time to eat, people need food, a meal missed makes you feel weak with hunger.

Only when well fed and watered can we work properly!"

"Yay!"

The ideal is full, yet reality is bony.

Aunt Zhou’s cooking had become so bad it broke through the ceiling.

From bad taste, it had morphed into an eyesore, subsequently turning Mr. Gu Sr. and the others’ faces into an eyesore too.

"This..."

Cai Xiaowen, shocked, said, "Aunt Zhou, are you for real?"

Aunt Zhou glanced at the pitiful leftovers she made, feeling a tad guilty, but soon enough regained composure.

Humph!

Since the meal turned out like this, whether they liked it or not, it didn’t matter anymore.

"What’s there to be real or not, hurry and eat, I spent half a day cooking, if it weren’t for your dawdling, the food wouldn’t have turned out like this."

Xu Ying was amused, "Aunt Zhou, you aren’t holding a grudge because I said something to you this morning, deliberately looking for trouble, right?"

Aunt Zhou gave a dry laugh, "How could that be? You young ladies have such complex minds.

Unlike me, from the older generation, I’m not that crafty at all."

She wore an apron, cracking sunflower seeds, grinning, "Alright, enough said, after all this fuss, I’m tired too, going to take a rest now."

With that, she turned and walked away decisively.

Xu Ying, half driven mad with anger, turned to Mr. Gu Sr. and said, "I’m telling you, old man, we work ourselves to exhaustion every day, not to be pushed around, if that damn woman doesn’t leave, I will."