Tang Youyou was not actually asleep. She jolted upright, pulled out a slingshot, and tossed it to her eldest son. "Ruoyi, do you know how to use a slingshot?"
"Sister, give me one!" Butcher Zhang's eyes gleamed; he used to play with those things when he was a kid.
Tang Youyou tossed him two kitchen knives.
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