Hearing Li Chenze's words, Han Yuheng clenched his fists and said, "Brother Chenze, please show me the way."
Li Chenze glanced at him and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am in urgent need of food," Han Yuheng nodded firmly.
Li Chenze looked at the sky and said, "Then, let's set off after lunch. I will take you to the place where I collect some food."
Han Yuheng was overjoyed and agreed readily, "Okay. I will go back first and come back later."
"Okay."
After he left, Father Li looked at his eldest son and asked, "Eldest son, do you really know where to gather food?"
"Father, don't worry. My brothers and I often go to the mountains to pick food. Otherwise, where do you think our food comes from? I just don't want others to know, so as not to get into trouble," Li Chenze assured his father.
Knowing that his son is not a reckless person, Father Li sighed and said, "Then be careful when you go to the mountains."