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Chapter 239, go out to pick up a big wild boar
Taking a closer look, Feng Qingluo's eyes widened.

"My God! Is there a wild boar in that water?"

Qin Zhi didn't pay attention at first, followed the direction of her finger and exclaimed, "It's still alive!"

"That's right, it's still struggling!"

The two quickly chased after the water, Qin Zhi ran fast, and gradually left Feng Qingluo behind.However, although the current was fast, the creek was shallow, and the wild boar was struggling desperately, so the speed downstream was not very fast.

Feng Qingluo chased after for a while, then suddenly slapped her head, even her weakling would not be able to help her after catching up!Might as well go back and call for help.

She quickly turned her head and ran home, shouting as she ran, and soon the men from the clan rushed out.

"Luoluo, what's the matter?" Feng Hongtai was wearing a coir raincoat, and he was about to come out to see how the rain was falling.

"Fourth uncle, hurry up! There is a big wild boar in the creek! Qin Zhi has caught up!"

Feng Hongtai cheered in surprise when he heard the words, and turned around and shouted: "Everyone, come out and catch the big wild boar!"

Without him yelling, the men from several families came out one after another, and some of them didn't even have time to put on their coir raincoats. When they heard that there was a big wild boar, they rushed towards the direction Feng Qingluo pointed at.

By the time a group of men caught up with Qin Zhi, he had already caught a nearby branch washed down by the stream and stuck it in the bottom of the stream with difficulty. The wild boar was stopped by him and was struggling desperately.

Han Yan's martial arts is so good that he rushed to the front. When he saw his master, who used to be rich and noble, lying on the edge of the stream because of a wild boar, he just wanted to catch the wild boar in the water regardless of his own safety. He has mixed feelings in his heart, the journey of the master is too difficult!

However, Qin Zhi, who had lost his memory, was not thinking as complicatedly as Han Yan. The reason why he was desperately grabbing the wild boar was because this wild boar was what his wife wanted.

If the lady wanted it, he would desperately want it.

Just when Qin Zhi was about to lose his grip, Han Yan and members of the Feng clan arrived.

In other words, more people are more powerful. At this time, the advantages of more people came out. Together, several people quickly got a wild boar weighing more than 100 kilograms onto the sandy ground by the stream.

When Feng Qingluo arrived, she happened to see the big wild boar desperately struggling to escape, so she couldn't help laughing.

"This wild boar is also unlucky. After finally coming out of the stream, she must be our lunch. She must refuse in her heart?"

Everyone was happy when they heard the words, and one of them raised his foot and yelled to bring the wild boar back to the patriarch's house.

A group of men on the road were unable to open their mouths because of the rain, but they still talked and laughed with difficulty.

"Our patriarch is unlucky. If you come out to watch the rain, you can pick up a big wild boar!"

"So you still have to be diligent, otherwise you wouldn't know if there was a big wild boar hiding at home, would you?"

"That makes sense! Let's hurry up, we can't always let the patriarch come out in the rain to make inspections!"

"If we can't pick up big wild boars, it's okay to pick up hares and pheasants! This rainy day lacks a good dish to go with wine!"

"Come on! Have you finished your drink early? If you have good food, you don't have any wine. It doesn't taste good, so I'll help you eat it. You're welcome!"

"..."

Feng Qingluo and Qin Zhi followed behind everyone, and when they heard their boasting, they talked to each other, and they looked at each other and smiled.

Love the vibe of this one!

The wild boar howled all the way, but in the end he couldn't escape the knife that ended his fate. With the sudden end of its cry, his life also came to an end.

Although the rain was heavy, wild boar blood could not be wasted. A large wooden basin was filled and mixed with rainwater, it quickly solidified.

Feng Qingluo went to "carry" an armful of firewood in person, lit a fire in the house with a broken copper basin to keep everyone warm, and lit the stove to boil water for drinking.

The water is spiritual spring water, ginger and red dates are put in it, and the whole person is warmed up after one sip.

(End of this chapter)