"Fry a few more eggs, stir-fry some bacon, we've come such a long way and we're already hungry," said Xu Minghui, not one to be trifled with.
"You, you're dreaming." The eldest sister-in-law of the Tian Family looked at them as if they were crazy.
"Heh, if you're not willing to do it, I'm great at killing chickens." Xu Hai picked up a stick, ready to hit the hen pecking at the vegetable leaves in the courtyard.
"Stop them, quickly stop them," shouted the Tian Family's wife loudly, completely not anticipating that Xu Hai would directly make a move.
The family only raised two chickens, and the eggs were to be exchanged for grain. If Xu Hai really killed them, it would be a huge loss.
"Big brother, don't! There are only these two chickens at home," Xu Chunmei was also shocked, hurriedly stopping Xu Hai. In the Tian Family's wife's eyes, the value of those two hens definitely exceeded her own.
