Chapter 312: Strange

At dawn, the old man got up, and when he got up, he patted the three of them.

"Get up, get up, work, don't say I didn't call you, those people are not vegetarians. If you don't work, I'm afraid you won't have food to eat."

The old man went to light the fire, apparently to make breakfast.

But no one is looking forward to eating now.

Song Moting, Jiang Xiaoxiao, and Zhang Baocheng also got up, but no one went to wash their faces.

Everyone knows that the dirtier they are, the more protective they are. If they wash themselves, they will find that there are still many suspicious points on them. Ordinary villagers are not like them.

The villagers who are exposed to the wind and sun are dark.

Among the three of them, except Zhang Baocheng, who drives a tractor and is exposed to the wind and sun all day, he really looks like a real rural person.

Even if Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao are exposed to the sun, they are still different from the villagers. Their temperament and facial features look like intellectuals.

Especially if Jiang Xiaoxiao's face was washed clean, even if it was a boy, it would probably attract people's attention.

Song Moting asked the old man clearly.

The three people went into the house, carried a few prey, and went directly outside the hut.

If they peeled the skin inside the house, the blood would be splattered, and the smell would be even worse.

And they went to ask Ma Laosan for two daggers yesterday. Without knives, how would they peel the skin?

When Ma Laosan gave them the knives, he also looked at them deliberately.

It seems that he was also worried about whether there would be any accidents if he gave them any weapons.

Not only that, Ma Laosan also asked two young men to hold hunting rifles and stand directly at the door, guarding them there.

The meaning was to see if they had any tricks.

If they wanted to play any tricks, they would just shoot.

Song Moting didn't want Jiang Xiaoxiao to go out.

But there was no reason.

The heavy snow was exactly as they expected, and it hasn't stopped yet.

But fortunately, there was no wind this time, so it wasn't too cold to leave the prey outside.

Two people can do the work, but Jiang Xiaoxiao can't do this kind of skinning work.

Song Moting has never been willing to let his wife do this.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the two young men who were staring at them with unfriendly eyes, and hurried to help.

Even if she couldn't stand this bloody scene, she had to pretend at this moment.

Otherwise, it would be even worse if she was found out. At this time, a voice came from the old man's room.

"That little boy, come and peel potatoes for me."

Jiang Xiaoxiao agreed, "Hey! Coming!"

What a coincidence?

Song Moting was completely relieved and started to peel the skin. They both did this job before, so they were naturally familiar with it.

Soon, a piece of skin was peeled off. The guards inside saw that they were indeed people who did this kind of work. From their proficiency, they knew that they were villagers who often hunted in the mountains, otherwise they would not have such a skill, and they felt relieved.

Ma Laosan took a look and saw that they were working hard outside the window, shook his head and went back.

Their luck is really unmatched.

It was two months ago that they met this old man.

When they went up the mountain, they saw this old beggar in the weed nest. They originally thought that the old beggar would at least have someone to cook with him. Who knows how good this old beggar is at cooking?

It's really terrible.

But none of them can cook. The food is always half-cooked, not as good as the old man.

At least the old man cooked the rice.

Although it tastes bad, it is better than having diarrhea after eating their half-cooked and half-cooked rice.

Now they can actually meet three hunters who came to their door.

Just this skill saves them a lot of trouble.

They are not for the meat, but for the skins and the things on the animals.

If these things can be taken back, who has the patience to take such heavy meat back?

Of course, some good ones still need to be picked and taken back. Anyway, it's cold and they won't go bad if they leave them here.

Jiang Xiaoxiao sneaked into the house, and the old man had already pointed at the pile of potatoes, motioning her to peel them.

Jiang Xiaoxiao began to peel potatoes seriously. In fact, according to her, she could cook and her cooking skills were very good.

Even if these people knew that she could cook, it would only conceal her identity better and treat them differently.

But Jiang Xiaoxiao had a guess that the old man seemed to be protecting her intentionally or unintentionally from yesterday to today, although he seemed to be indifferent to everyone.

The problem was that she had an indescribable feeling that this old man seemed to be special to her, but she still didn't understand why.

The two had never met and didn't know each other at all. Why would the old man protect her?

Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't figure it out, or did this old man just retreat to advance, trying to get into the inner circle and gain their trust?

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't dare to tell the truth to others easily, let alone reveal her identity, even if this old man was really protecting her.

She said that she couldn't cook because she was worried that once these people found out that they could cook, what if this old man was also a poor and innocent person.

Who knows, she might be really abandoned by these people.

These people's abandonment is not just throwing away, it can kill people.

Then she will really do something against the will of heaven.

It is better to eat a bad meal than to hurt others.

Besides, before she knew the final situation, everything she did would be wrong, so it was better to do nothing.

The old man had cooked a pot of rice porridge early in the morning.

And yesterday's big white steamed buns were heated up.

The old man was pretty good today, he fried potatoes with potato shreds, although it was still tasteless, but compared to yesterday's boiled dishes, this fried potato shreds was obviously more popular.

The old man didn't even let Jiang Xiaoxiao bring the meal in, he brought the meal in himself.

Let Jiang Xiaoxiao wash the pots and dishes here, clean the stove, chop wood and fetch water.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was happy not to go in.

Being busy here is better than going in to serve those people. Those few people are not good people at first glance. They just beat Zhang Baocheng yesterday.

If she goes in by herself, there is no guarantee that she will not provoke these people.

With her small body, she can't stand a few hits from others.

But from this incident, Jiang Xiaoxiao has a stronger feeling that the old man seems to be protecting her.

Otherwise, it would be unnecessary. The old man didn't let her carry the food in when she was young and strong, and the old man had to carry the food back and forth three times with his limping appearance.

She would tell Brother Song later and let Song Moting think about what was going on.

Why was the old man so special to her? No matter how he thought about it, it was wrong.

Obviously, the people in the room were also very satisfied with the breakfast this morning.

They were full and satisfied. This morning, the bowls and bowls were all gone.

Jiang Xiaoxiao and the others also had a simple breakfast. To put it bluntly, each person had a steamed bun and half a bowl of rice porridge in the morning.

But compared with the barbecue they had eaten in the past, eating some food was quite comfortable.

No one could stand eating meat every meal.