At five in the afternoon, after working for a long time, the sun was ready to enter slacking mode. Its fervor faded, its scorching light no longer so intense, and the whole world cooled down.
A faint vermilion glow illuminated the world. The clouds at dusk were a riot of colors—purple, red...
Xue Chuchu gazed westward, held her phone sideways, and took pictures of the sky, wanting to preserve this day, these clouds, this dark green wilderness.
Dongdong had wriggled out of compensating for the broken screen. Holding a slingshot, he aimed around and fired a mud pellet, making the Yellow Dog yelp in pain.
Dongdong burst into laughter.
Yet his gaze still drifted toward the Xue Family's entrance from time to time. Sooner or later, he would snatch that tablet and play with it.
Once Xue Yuantong was out, he would go straight into the house and take it! After squatting there for a while, Uncle Zhang came up with an idea. He went home and brought out a food basin, fishing up a Large Bones piece stewed until fragrant, with a huge chunk of meat clinging to it.
Uncle Zhang took huge bites of meat, savoring every mouthful.
He deliberately walked past Dongdong.
Dongdong was a child who loved to eat. Otherwise, how could a six- or seven-year-old grow to be 1.4 meters tall?
Uncle Zhang smacked his lips as he ate, tempting Dongdong so badly that he stopped playing with his slingshot and watched Uncle Zhang eat instead.
He took two steps forward. If it had been Xiao Fan from next door eating meat, he would definitely have snatched it away. But Uncle Zhang was a pig butcher, powerful and burly, so Dongdong did not dare.
"Delicious, so delicious!" Uncle Zhang gave a thumbs-up and wolfed down