My ancestors were spiritual plant growers, so it's not surprising that I hunt demons every day,

Chapter 39 Wang Rong and Wang Xuan's Heated Argument

"It's the eldest niece of the Su family."

"Come in and sit down quickly."

"Aunt Wang, you're home too?"

"That's right. I heard that your sister Cui Ying was injured by a demon wolf in the Phoenix Mountains. As her mother, I couldn't stay still after hearing that, so I rushed back."

Wang Rong greeted them with a smile, but as soon as she moved, she realized that one of her embroidered shoes had slipped off.

She chuckled awkwardly, then stood frozen in place, clutching her skirt.

“Sigh, my mother was also busy in the spirit field just now, and she heard the same thing. She’s kind-hearted, and she thought that our two families have been neighbors for many years. As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. If something really happens to Sister Cui Ying, at least our family can lend a hand. Unfortunately, the spirit rice at home is almost ripe, and she’s too busy to leave, so she quickly asked me to come back and help.”

Seeing that Wang Rong didn't move, Su Yanran entered the courtyard with a smile. She carried a bamboo basket in one hand and covered her mouth with the other, exclaiming in surprise:

"Oh, so it was Sister Cui Ying who hunted so many demon wolves? My goodness, so much demon wolf meat, it'll probably last us half a month!"

Cui Ying paused slightly in the hand holding the peeler, immediately understanding the unspoken meaning of his neighbor.

He simply split the demon wolf in his hand in two and walked over, saying:

"Sister Su, we can't possibly finish all this wolf meat in a short time. If you don't mind, please take some back for your younger sister and the others to help them recover."

"oops."

"I can't accept that! Wolf meat is so precious right now, you can't even buy it outside. How about I buy it for you with spirit stones?"

She said she would give him spirit stones, but Su Yanran took the wolf meat and didn't make any further moves for a long time.

Seeing Zhu Chaoyun looking at her with a half-smile, Su Yanran patted her chest and said with a shameless grin:

"Oh dear, I was in such a rush today that I forgot to bring my spirit stones. Perhaps I can bring them to you another day?"

Cui Ying smiled indifferently and said understandingly, "We're neighbors, so let's forget about the spirit stones. If Sister Sun likes them, feel free to take them."

"Sister Cui Ying is the most sensible."

"Alright, thank you very much, Sister Cui Ying. It's getting late, and my mother is still thinking about you, so I won't delay any longer. I'll go back now to tell my mother the good news and put her mind at ease."

"Okay, Sister Su, please be careful on your way."

After Su Yanran left, Zhu Chaoyun immediately pouted unhappily and said, "From the moment she stepped into the courtyard, her eyes were practically glued to the wolf meat. To put it bluntly, she came here to freeload, and she even said she cared about us. What a hypocrite."

"Alright, let's all keep quiet."

At this moment, Wang Rong also waved her hand and sighed, saying:

“That year I gave birth to the fifth child, and my health has been poor ever since. Your uncle couldn’t manage on his own, so her father helped out the whole time. Let’s give her some face, since she’s not worth many spirit stones anyway, so let her go.”

"Niece Cui Ying, are you home?"

After Wang Rong finished speaking, she immediately turned around and went back to her room to change her shoes. Just as she walked to the center of the courtyard and was about to close the door, a sound came from outside the open gate.

Upon seeing that familiar face, Wang Rong's previous pleasant expression vanished, replaced by displeasure as she asked, "What are you doing here?"

At the entrance of the courtyard stood a beautiful woman in her forties.

The newcomer was dressed in a light blue dress, with a smoky yellow shawl draped over her shoulders, and her long black hair was tied up with only a white jade hairpin.

Although his magical power wasn't particularly strong, it still surpassed Wang Rong's by a significant margin. In particular, his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth bore a striking resemblance to Wang Rong's, holding about seven-tenths of her features.

Zhu Chaoyun looked around curiously and discovered that a young man in blue robes, about the same age as her, was following behind her.

The boy wasn't carrying any bamboo basket; instead, two round hampers lay quietly at his feet.

Perhaps sensing that someone was watching him, the boy lowered his head in embarrassment, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Well, here they come again, trying to freeload.

He clicked his tongue, and seeing that Cui Ying was looking down and seemingly lost in thought, he had no choice but to bury himself in his work.

When the beautiful woman saw Wang standing in the courtyard, the faint smile on her face gradually faded, becoming indifferent.

"What, I can't come?"

"Get out of here, you're not welcome in my house."

"If I hadn't heard that my niece Cui Ying was seriously injured, I wouldn't have bothered to come."

"shameless."

Wang Rong flew into a rage upon hearing this, and she shouted at the top of her lungs:

"What a hypocrite! Why don't you come to see me usually? But now that Sanya has gotten the demon wolf meat, you seem to have caught a whiff of it and come here? I bet you're not here to see her, but to beg for her."

After being verbally abused by Wang Rong, the beautiful woman stopped pretending and started throwing a tantrum:

"I'm going to be shameless today, let's see what you can do to me."

"Mom, please stop talking."

The young man and the beautiful woman's words became increasingly offensive, prompting the young man to hurriedly tug at his mother's sleeve.

"Now that we're here, we're not afraid of being laughed at."

The beautiful woman flung the boy's hand away and continued, "I'm here to freeload today. My father was seriously ill a while ago, and we were almost starving. When I heard that you had spirit beast meat, I decided to come."

Cui Ying paused, then suddenly asked the beautiful woman at the courtyard gate, "Aunt, when did Grandfather fall ill?"

The beautiful woman, whom Cui Ying addressed as "Aunt," first glared at Wang Shi with annoyance before saying:

"That's right. They all live in the same village, yet some people don't even care that their own father is sick."

Upon hearing this, Wang Rong deflated like a punctured balloon, turned her face away, and fell silent, a rare occurrence for her.

Over here, Cui Ying directly took the remaining half of the demon wolf meat that she had just cut off:

"Then please trouble Auntie to take these back for Grandfather to eat. This wolf meat is sour and tough, so Auntie will have to put in a lot of effort to cook it."

The beautiful woman glanced at the wolf meat a few times, rolled her beautiful eyes, and said with disdain:

“My dear niece Cui Ying, you know that there are many people in your aunt’s family. Your older and younger cousins ​​are all growing up, and we are also supporting your maternal grandparents. This little bit of meat may not be enough for one meal.”

Cui Ying nodded, a good-natured smile appearing on her face: "Aunt is right, it's my fault for not thinking things through. In that case, let's take two more wolf meats back with us."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan's face immediately lit up with a smile brighter than a chrysanthemum. She glanced at Wang Rong, who was standing there like a wooden stake, and continued:

"Good child, your aunt has not spoiled you for nothing. You are so filial, unlike some people who, as juniors, have a terrible falling out with their own fathers and want to never speak to each other again."

Having said that, while the boy in the demon wolf's flesh was being devoured behind him, his eyes remained fixed on the demon wolf king's corpse on the ground, his pinky finger curled into a delicate gesture:

“Good niece, why don’t you give me the biggest demon wolf? That way you’ll save yourself the trouble of skinning it.”

As Wang Xuan's words became increasingly outrageous, Wang Rong, who had been silent, immediately exploded, turning her head abruptly:

"Wang Xuan, that's enough! Look at your face now, so greedy and insatiable, it's truly shameful!"

"These were hunted by my daughter at great personal risk in the Phoenix Mountains. How can you even bring this up?"

"If you want to eat spirit beast meat, send your son into the mountains. What are you doing here trying to talk your way out of this? Your son respects you, but I, Wang Rong, am not afraid of you. If you still don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for taking action!"

Seeing Wang Rong's ready-to-fight expression, Wang Xuan remained unconcerned, instead smiling knowingly:

"Alright, alright, I'll go back and tell my parents that my sister and brother-in-law have become rich. Not only are they willing to give away such a big spirit deer leg, but they're also willing to buy Hundred Flower Honey, Spirit Wine, and Glass Tobacco to give away. They hunted so many monster meats but they won't even share some with us."

Finally, she raised her hand to adjust the jade hairpin in her hair, and continued in a sarcastic tone, "Second brother, you saw it too, your aunt looks down on us. Let's go!"

Wang Rong was furious and pointed at Wang Xuan's departing figure, cursing, "Get out! I'm upright and have nothing to hide. Say whatever you want."

The boy gave an awkward smile upon hearing this, unsure whether to stay or leave.

He had no choice but to quickly bow to Wang Rong, Cui Ying, and the others, then picked up his carrying pole and fled as if he were escaping.