Shen He asked somewhat suspiciously, "This... Qinglan, where did you learn to hunt with stones?"
Without seeing it with his own eyes, Shen He still found it hard to believe.
Even before Shen Qinglan could answer, Shen Shan already said, "She said it was like this after she recovered from illness."
"She could do this after recovering from illness?"
Shen He was astonished.
Old Man Shen laughed heartily, "Our Qinglan is indeed blessed, isn't she? A god-given skill, wonderful, truly wonderful!"
The others, seeing Shen Qinglan safe and sound and possessing a secret skill, were both happy and amazed at the same time.
Shen Qinglan noticed that apart from Zhang Xiaolian and her little nephew Shen Tao, and her second cousin who worked in town, everyone else was present.
She walked to the bamboo basket and took out two oil paper packages containing pork belly.
She handed one to her aunt Jiang, and the other to her third uncle Shen Tang.
