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Chapter 467: The Heart of an Orc is Harder Than Stone (23)

Song Qingqing finished eating the beef and switched to roasting mutton.

"I know my name is beautiful and melodious, there's no need to say it so passionately."

"You fool me?"

"Is there something I did that wasn't obvious enough? You need to ask me, and I'll definitely change. Is it that I didn't laugh loud enough? Or that I didn't enjoy the meat enough?"

"You, you, you watched someone die without helping. You are so cold-blooded."

"You yourself admit that you are worse than an animal. I will kill all animals. There is no point in saving a thing like you who is worse than an animal. It will be easier if you die.

My lamb is ready. It smells really good, not greasy. My cooking skills are really good. It tastes good... Don't say I'm treating you badly. Although you can't eat it, I let you smell it, so you can have a good dream at night."

“You you you… wuwuwu…”

Song Qingqing pinched a snowball, took a look at it with her spiritual sense, then flicked her hand lightly, and the snowball was thrown out, falling accurately into Song Yuanyuan's mouth.

“Ah…Pfft, ffff, wuwu…”

Another snowball fell into his mouth.

"Pooh, Pooh, Song Qingqing, you're going too far."

Snowballs hit Song Yuanyuan one after another, and not a single snowball was wasted. They all seemed to have eyes. No matter where she hid, the snowballs would hit her.

"Stop it, big sister, stop it right now."

"You come to my house and bark like a dog. Do you really think I won't punish you? Watch the game. Today you are my moving target. I can't go out and have nothing to play with, but you bring it to my doorstep to play with. Then I won't be polite."

Song Yuanyuan was hungry, cold, and in pain from being hit. She couldn't bear it anymore and ran away.

"Come back here, I haven't had enough fun yet, let's continue playing."

Song Qingqing watched Song Yuanyuan run away and clapped her hands, "Little guy, I can't deal with you. If you can't even bear this little bit of hardship, how can you bear more hardship in the future?"

On the other side, Song Yuanyuan found that he could not see when he was halfway through the run. When he touched his eyes, he found that they were frozen.

She hurriedly tried to pick them out, but ended up picking her eyelashes off, making her eyes instantly smaller.

"Wow...my eyelashes are gone. I'm ugly."

When Song Yuanyuan returned home, she was almost frozen. When she saw the roasted sweet and sour pork, she didn't even think it tasted bad, but just stuffed it into her mouth.

Song Xiuyuan came out and saw this and got anxious. He snatched the meat from Song Yuanyuan's hand and said, "You're going to die. Why did you eat so much? You're already exceeding the limit. Can you survive in the future? The cold weather is still a long way to go."

Song Yuanyuan snatched it back and said, "It's fine if I can't eat beef or mutton, but now I can't even eat enough sweet and sour pork. I can't live like this."

"Do you blame us? If you three hadn't been injured and needed to buy herbs, would your family be so poor? You can only eat until you're 50% full every day."

"Woo woo... Song Qingqing either eats beef or mutton, which is so delicious. She eats so well, and we are sisters, so why can't I even eat enough? I don't accept it."

Song Tiancheng and others were also attracted over, but they didn't say anything.

"How do you know? You went to find Song Qingqing. What was her attitude?" Song Xiuyuan's voice was filled with anticipation.

"She scolded me, played tricks on me, hit me with snowballs, and wouldn't even let me in. She was so cruel and heartless. She grilled so much meat and didn't even give me a piece. She just looked at me drooling."

"Can't you just act pitiful? Cry in front of her and tell her you're in a difficult situation."

"I talked and cried, but it was useless. I even knelt down, but it was still useless. Not only did she not sympathize with me, she also laughed at me, played tricks on me, scolded me, and beat me."

Then the whole family cursed Song Qingqing for two hours, saying that she was a good-for-nothing and cold-blooded.

The last few people exercised too much, and I felt particularly hungry today. My stomach was growling all day. Although I felt good after scolding, I was even more depressed.

Because they thought about Song Qingqing eating and drinking well, but they couldn't even eat enough.

The three little ones were not convinced and came to Song Qingqing three times. Some of them wanted to play the victim, some wanted to act tough, and some wanted to steal food.

They were all ridiculed and beaten by Song Qingqing and sent back. Each time they had to lie in bed for several days before they could get up, feeling the mental and physical pain again and again.

Song Tiancheng was concerned about his family's reputation, so he didn't dare to speak out when the three little ones were beaten. He only fantasized about getting his reputation back in the spring, and then punishing Song Qingqing with new and old grudges.

As spring came and the snow melted, the severe cold ended after the 100th day. In just two days, the temperature rose to 20 degrees.

Song Tiancheng's family has lost a lot of weight. The three little ones who were chubby before now have protruding bones.

When the three little ones saw the weather warming up, they jumped for joy. They had been so miserable for the past 100 days that they almost died of anger.

"The weather is getting warmer now. I can finally go out hunting and finally I don't have to go hungry anymore."

"Mother, I want to eat my fill today, so I roasted all the meat."

"Father, Mother, I want to eat tender meat like beef, mutton, rabbit, and chicken. You can bring it back today."

It was rare for Song Tiancheng and his wife not to smile, "Okay, okay, okay."

After the family of five had a full meal, Song Tiancheng and his wife went out hunting.

On the sixth day when the temperature rose, Song Qingqing went out, but she did not follow the main group. Instead, she walked alone in the opposite direction.

Because today was the day when Song Tiancheng and his wife had an accident, Song Qingqing didn't want to get involved. Whether they lived or died depended on their luck.

Song Tiancheng and his wife were hunting and left the team without permission because of their greed for tender meat. They were injured and were only breathing their last breath when they were carried back to the tribe.

The three children saw that Song Tiancheng and his wife were so badly injured, and they felt like the sky was falling: Father and mother are dead, what should we do? Who will support us? We still have 5 years to go before we become adults.

Song Jingxiao cried, "Doctor, please save my father and mother. We can't live without my father and mother. I beg you."

"I'm sorry, I can't do anything. We still have a little time left, so please spend some time with them."

Song Tiancheng looked at the three little ones, and the fatherly love that had been buried for several months came out again, "Chief, I want to see Qingqing. It's us and my wife who have let her down. All the mistakes are our fault, but her brother and sister are very young, and she can't just ignore them."

"Qingqing has already left and become independent. I can't make the decision. I will go and call her now, and I will respect whatever decision she makes.

As for your three children, they are all 13 this year. As long as they work hard and don’t slack off, they will never starve to death.”

"Chief, this is a special case. Please take back Qingqing's decision to be independent. Can you wait until she comes of age? Just let her take care of the three children for two years." Two years later would definitely be better than now.

"I can't make the decision. I can't regret it just because I want to. I'll talk about it after Qingqing comes."

After a while, the orc who went to find Song Qingqing came back and reported that Song Qingqing had gone out in the morning and had not returned yet.

With his last breath, Song Tiancheng shouted, "Chief, please, the child is still young."