Kapitel 47: Chapter 47 "You, girl, are like me!_1

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Qian Shikun, already a layabout, was unabashed about it, for nothing was more important than eating in this world.

Sun Sihao was not very old, in his forties, but he had been so tormented that he appeared to be in his fifties or sixties. His body was very weak, and without food, he wouldn't last long in this remote place. He didn't want to die; he wanted to live and see his wife and children again.

A big pot of chicken soup, including the chicken pieces, was devoured cleanly by He Tiantian, Old Man Qi, and others. Thankfully, there were also pancakes and vegetables, so everyone was basically full.

He Tiantian collected the bones and fed them to Old Man Qi's dogs before cleaning up the pots and bowls. Once everything was tidy, she packed up and left.