Anyway, they did not have much choice regarding what meat filled their buns.
Due to the existence of Tang Fei, a hunting master, their family was already considered wealthy in the Henshan Region.
Many families, unable to hunt their own game, would wrap some wild vegetables or mountain chicken eggs, and even the most struggling families wanted to improve their children's meals during the festival.
Shouldn't people have some hope?
They needed to look forward to a better new year.
"We'll have a chance to meet," Tang Fei said reassuringly. "Perhaps we'll meet quite soon."
"Really?" Little Fatty asked eagerly.
"When have I ever lied to you?" Tang Fei said with a smile.
As he said this, he felt slightly guilty...
He had deceived Little Fatty quite a few times.
"Hmm," Little Fatty nodded seriously and said, "Big brother has never lied to me, always keeps his word."
At that moment, Tang Fei felt a cool breeze on his forehead.
