Qing Chen muttered quietly to the side, "Giving this away, it's going to be a hassle for us to start a fire."
Uncle Li Dong teased nonchalantly, "No worries, just let your in-law help us with the fire. We won't be needing this thing."
Qing Chen: "...That seems to make sense. Does that mean we can also mooch off their dinner tonight?"
"That's exactly what I was thinking," Uncle Li Dong said.
At that moment, Zhang Tongdan waved toward the woods, "Come on, bring everything out."
He turned to Qin Cheng and said, "We've just finished discussing the toll, and now we're getting down to business. Remember, you have to make it clear to your in-law that if word gets out about what we're doing, not only could your whole family end up in prison, but we could also face a second encirclement by the Second Army. You know how terrifying Prison 18 is."
Qing Chen fell silent. To tell the truth, he couldn't quite see what was so terrifying about Prison 18. It seemed quite alright to him.