"Okay, boss."
I watched that group of people enter the restaurant next door.
As soon as they handed the snakeskin bag to the waiter and it was taken to the kitchen, I immediately called to report it.
It wasn't long before the forestry police arrived, and after searching,
they only retrieved a pure white, spineless skeleton from a bowl of milky soup.
Those five people desperately argued that they were only eating ordinary snakes, but they were all handcuffed and taken away.
My sense of smell was more sensitive than before, detecting the pungent smell of snake soup from afar.
The nausea churned in my stomach, and I started to vomit by the utility pole. "Are you very upset?"
"Mom, it was innocent, just basking in the sun, but those people caught it," said the childish voice, softening my heart.
Little Bao was really talking to me, and I wasn't scared at all.
I touched my stomach, "It's my fault, I should have thought of a better way."