Xiao Qinghe couldn't help but reveal a faintly ironic smile, knowing full well that she was looking for money.
Xiao Ailiu looked at his facial expression and wanted to scold him. However, considering that his third brother would stand up for him, she decided not to cause this trouble and just said, "Fourth Brother, why are you blocking the entrance with your wheelchair? Move aside and don't block my way out."
Xiao Qinghe moved his wheelchair back a little. She then went back to the yard and craned her neck at the entrance of the courtyard, trying to see if her second brother had returned... After waiting for a while, she figured he wouldn't be back so fast.
Yuchuan caught one of the three live chickens by the courtyard fence, went into the kitchen, and held the chicken's head and wings together with one hand while he chopped its neck with a kitchen knife in the other. The chicken blood flowed into the bowl on the table.
