Chapter 283: Tonight, eat chicken. Chapter 283: Tonight, eat chicken. “Not much, we won’t add any more dishes tonight. One chicken for soup and another for braised chicken, so you all can satisfy your cravings.” Ye Jiu said.

Ye Qinghua tied the two chickens to the big tree in the yard, then asked Ye Qingzhi to heat up some water while she prepared a basin and a bowl to collect the chicken blood.

Having run around for most of the day and drenched in sweat, Ye Jiu brought back a basin of water to wipe himself off in his room. After changing into fresh clothes, he came out.

Ye Wenhao and Ye Wenxuan squatted beside the chickens, each holding a huge egg, their faces full of curiosity as they looked around. Ye Qinghua squatted nearby with a complex expression, holding a kitchen knife.

“What’s the matter?” Ye Jiu walked over and asked.

“Sister-in-law, this chicken laid such a big egg!” Ye Wenxuan stood up with the huge egg in hand and showed it to Ye Jiu.

At a glance, it was indeed very large, even bigger than a goose egg by a size.

“Sister-in-law, it’s a pity to kill the chicken that laid such a big egg; how about we just kill the rooster instead?” Ye Wenhao said, feeling the loss.

Ye Jiu chuckled, “This is a wild chicken that’s grown wings and can fly. If you want to keep it, and it flies away, you won’t be able to get anything–not the chicken or the egg.”

“Then… we might as well kill it.” Comparing the risk of losing everything, Ye Wenhao thought it was better to enjoy the meat thoroughly just this once.

“But I don’t dare to kill the chicken; how about going to the fields to call big brother back?” Ye Qinghua asked with a grimace.

“I’ll do it.” Ye Jiu took the kitchen knife from Ye Qinghua’s hand, then picked up the chicken, raised the knife to its neck for a quick cut to let the blood out. Once the bleeding had slowed, he threw it to the ground where it struggled a few times and then lay still.

Using the same method, he killed the other chicken as well, and only then did Ye Jiu set down the knife.

Having been trafficked once, she had seen more than enough death to not be fazed by killing two chickens–it was no big deal.

“We still have some dried mushrooms at home. I’ll go soak them to add to the chicken soup later,” Ye Qinghua said as she busied herself with the task.

Killing chickens, plucking feathers, stewing soup, making braised chicken…

The children were busy running around in circles.

As dusk fell and everyone returned from the fields, they were greeted by an enticing aroma as soon as they entered the house.

“Oh my goodness, this smells so good.” Zhao’s mother inhaled deeply several times, savoring the air, then suddenly turned with a flattering tone to ask He’s mother, “Mom, did you make meat stew?”

“Humph, even if there is meat stew, you have no share of it, you gluttonous woman!” He’s mother retorted dismissively, but her heart sank.

She feared that the delicious smell clearly came from the main kitchen and that Ye Jiu might have taken a craving for meat and slaughtered one of her remaining chickens.

This year’s chicks had not been brought home yet, and those few at home were her egg-laying chickens!

He’s mother hurriedly dropped her farm tools and headed to the kitchen. Without noticing Ye Jinzhi busy with the fire, she lifted the lid of the pot to peek inside.

In an instant, her heart chilled.

The chicken feet were still floating on top of the pot!

He’s mother sharply eyed Ye Jinzhi, “Who came up with the idea to eat chicken?”

“Sister-in-law brought it from outside, saying it was for us to eat,” Ye Qingzhi answered timidly, shrinking her head.

Suddenly, He’s mother’s expression improved significantly.

It was a relief that it wasn’t the chickens from their own home.

Still, it seemed like such a waste, to eat chicken when it was neither a festival nor a special occasion.

But upon reflection, her daughter had lost much weight since being trafficked, now just skin and bones; she indeed needed to be well-nourished.

Thinking this way, He’s mother felt relieved.