Seo Sowoo also looked aggrieved, but he only dared to mutter under his breath, "I don't know who was the one always sneaking into the kitchen first. At least I help out in there! Unlike someone who just comes to steal food..."
The moment he finished speaking, a hard flick landed on his forehead.
"You dare to talking back to me now, huh?! You brat, I'm warning you—if you don't catch at least three… no, five rabbits today, forget about eating dinner! Your portion of food is mine!"
Bok Taejin: ???
That's all they had to do?
There were several hunting teams in the village, each consisting of five to eight people.
Im Beomhyeon was a special case—he could join any hunting trip whenever he wanted, and when the mood struck, he would drag Seo Sowoo along.
The only person who could order Im Beomhyeon into the mountains was Second Uncle, and that only happened when winter was approaching, and the village didn't have enough meat stocked up.
