"I'm not married yet. I still want to find a very beautiful wife who can give me children!"

Muhammad said with a smile.

Both of them seemed to have seen a bright tomorrow.

Ahead was their lake. When they came to the lake, they first checked the traps.

There is no harvest in the trap, but it doesn't matter. If there is nothing today, there should be something tomorrow.

They don't live off the prey in the traps, but on the fish in the lake.

There are really a lot of fish, and you can catch a lot every day!

What's there to worry about?

What they didn't know was that while they were fishing, the cold wind had taken away all the supplies in their home.

"There should be nothing left behind."

Leng Feng took one last look to make sure nothing was left behind.

Then he nodded with satisfaction.

Then he took out his lighter.

Now that I have used it, this lighter is almost enough.

He is about to reach the end of his life.

But now I could barely light a small flame, and the cold wind carefully ignited a pile of dead leaves.

The fire began to gradually grow in size and spread to the entire wooden house.

"Get it done and call it a day!"

"Stealing a house, setting fire to it, and running away all at once!"
Chapter completed!