Mei Yanfang scoffed, "Meat scent? How is that possible, she's so poor, she eats meat once every two weeks, it's not time yet."
"I really smelled it," the younger son cried out, "Mom, I want to eat too, I want to eat too."
"Alright, alright, I'll get you some when we get home," Mei Yanfang coaxed her son, and as soon as she got inside, she fiercely drove her daughters to cook.
She thought that her son's nose was sharp, he might have really smelled meat.
And He Suzhi was just sneaky, hiding something, probably something she had snuck out from Chu Nianyang's house.
Mei Yanfang wasn't stupid, on this island, every household was tight with meat, who would be generous enough to give outsiders meat?
Not to mention Chu Nianyang was the poorest in their family compound.
Looks like there's more to it, she planned to observe carefully, where there's meat, we should all share, of course.
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Whenever Nianyang had free time, she would take out pen and paper and start sketching.
