"The rest of you, gather firewood and go back to make roasted chicken." Fu Xin continued to assign tasks.
When Huo Ran heard that there was roasted chicken to eat, his mood became beautiful again. He felt that picking firewood was not a bad job.
"Then Auntie Fu, what are you doing?" Feng Fei looked at her in confusion.
Fu Xin frowned. "I've already done a lot. Do you still need me to work?"
"No need?" Feng Fei was still puzzled.
"Of course there's no need. I was the one who found the vineyard. I even picked grapes for you guys to eat. I was the one who analyzed the Island Master's thoughts. Without me, would you have been able to pick the grapes? If I hadn't insisted on coming over, would you have found the vineyard?"
Although Feng Fei felt that what Fu Xin said made sense, he still wanted to say something. Seeing that he was about to speak, Fu Xin rushed to say, "It's too unfair for me to work after I've sacrificed so much, do you know that?"