"That's amazing, Auntie! My mom's at home making dumplings too." Hearing Wang Meilan, Li Baoyu answered from inside the house. "Same as you, wild boar and pickled cabbage."
There's an old saying: "When He Shen falls, Jia Qing eats his fill."
And ever since Zhao Youcai and Li Dayong's secret stashes were confiscated, both the Zhao and Li families had been eating their fill.
Li Dayong's family, who had been struggling just last year, could now afford to eat dumplings whenever they pleased.
Just then, Zhao Jun got down to business with Li Baoyu. "The Yongxing Spring Hunt starts on the 30th. We'll leave on the 29th. Bring all five dogs."
"Xiaohua too?" Li Baoyu asked.
"Her too." Zhao Jun nodded. "We'll take her so she can get some experience. The Tao Family is getting me a semi-automatic. As long as we don't run into a troublemaker boar, we'll let her run with the big dogs."
