Xiao Chenxing and Hongguo didn't say a word, just silently picked up their weapons. Xiao Chenye looked at Wen Ran's back, worried, gritted his teeth, "Let's go!"
The whole family joined the melee, and with the negative buff brought by the mushrooms, the bandits were clearly taken care of.
No one let down their guard, everyone carefully searched the bodies, and Wen Ran made some mushroom powder, mixed it up and gave each person more than half a bowl.
"Alright," Wen Ran wiped the sweat off her forehead, "That's it, tie them up."
Hongguo stirred the lamb soup, "Sis! The lamb is stewed to perfection."
"Got it!"
The aroma of the lamb soup was enticing, and after this interruption, Wen Ran's stomach started growling.
"Let's eat first," Mrs. Xiao panted, "We'll have the strength to handle them after we're full."
"Okay!"
Fresh lamb stew—so tender, the meat stewed to softness, they devoured more than half of the pot.
