Wang Meng glanced at Shitou running away and didn't bother chasing him, tossing the wild chicken he caught into his backpack.
"Eating fish every day is getting boring."
Feng Yi, who disliked the cold, was reluctant to go to the ice river and unconsciously rejected the idea.
"Little Medicine Fanatic likes fish."
Wang Meng was too embarrassed to admit it was him, so he pushed Mo Canglan forward instead.
"Brother Lan went to town and is working at Relief Medical Hall; he won't be back tonight."
Feng Yi knew the truth and couldn't be fooled.
"With eight people, one chicken won't be enough."
Lin Qingluo smiled warmly: "Feng Yi doesn't like the cold, no need to go. Wang Meng and I will go."
Feng Yi's ears turned slightly red: "Let's look around the mountain instead, maybe we'll find a wild boar."
Wang Meng grinned: "Wild boars aren't that easy to find. Fishing is much more satisfying."
"Where's Yin'er?"