Chapter 11: You… Poked a Chicken Coop?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Alright, stop joking around,” Zhao Lanhua said with a smile. “I learned how to make noodles from your great grandfather. Back then, your great grandfather was an apprentice of the county chef!”

“It’s a pity that my grandfather hurt his hand. Otherwise…” Zhao Lanhua suddenly felt a little sad. “Alright, let’s not talk about this. Eldest wife, go get three eggs!”

An hour later, Zhao Lanhua scooped up the cooked noodles.

“You have to eat the noodles while they’re hot. It won’t taste good if they turn into lumps.”

“Thank you, Mother!” Eldest Sister-in-law Shen and Second Sister-in-law Shen said in unison.

The sharp-eyed Second Sister-in-law Shen glanced at the bowl of noodles with a fried egg on the stove and asked with a smile, “Mother, is the other bowl for Third Brother? Should I send it to Third Brother?”

“No need.” Zhao Lanhua shook her head. Then, she took a pair of chopsticks and left with the bowl of noodles.

Eldest Sister-in-law Shen and Second Sister-in-law Shen looked at each other and saw deep confusion in each other’s eyes.

When Zhao Lanhua arrived at the Earth Temple, Ji Zhao had just returned.

However, she looked very disheveled and covered in blood. It was a shocking sight.

“You? Are you okay?”

“Mother?” Ji Zhao, who had just leaned against the wall to rest, called out with a smile, “Why are you here?”

“What happened to you? Did you roll down the hill again? And the blood on you?”

“Mother, don’t worry. This isn’t my blood.” Ji Zhao quickly explained, “This is their blood.”

Following the direction of Ji Zhao’s finger, Zhao Lanhua leaned against the wild chickens piled up beside her and instantly widened her eyes.

“You… poked a chicken coop?”

“Mother, it’s a long story…” Just as Ji Zhao was about to speak, an earth-shattering sound came from her internal organs.

Zhao Lanhua quickly handed the bowl of noodles to her.

“This is?”

“Eat it while it’s hot.”

“Thank you, Mother!”

Ji Zhao’s eyes reddened with gratitude. She took the bowl of noodles and savored it carefully.

As she ate, she cried—

She had only written a book review. How did she end up in such a situation?

The more Ji Zhao thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Zhao Lanhua could not bear to see her like this.

“You… don’t cry…”

“Mm…” Ji Zhao quickly wiped her tears and quickly finished the bowl of noodles.

“Thank you, Mother. The noodles are really delicious!”

Faced with her bright smile, Zhao Lanhua could not bear to refute her.

“How did you find so many wild chickens?”

“Mother, you don’t know how ferocious the scene of wild chickens fighting is!” Ji Zhao, who had recovered some of her energy, said excitedly, “I originally wanted to go to the mountain to see if I could find some food, but not long after I walked, I found seven or eight wild chickens fighting in a bush! I secretly squatted at the side. When they were tired from fighting, I rushed up and grabbed them. In the end, I grabbed all of them!”

Zhao Lanhua was dumbfounded.

She and Sister Guihua were also on the mountain today. Why didn’t they encounter such a good thing?

“Mother, I’ve counted. There are a total of seven wild chickens. Please bring six back. I want to keep one and make beggar’s chicken for dinner.” Ji Zhao scratched her head and smiled foolishly.

“Stop scratching your head!” Zhao Lanhua hurriedly stopped her. “The bandage on your head is oozing blood. You can’t scratch it anymore!”

Ji Zhao obediently lowered her hand.

Looking at her obedient expression, Zhao Lanhua felt even more complicated.

“Forget it. Wait for me for a while.”

Zhao Lanhua left in a hurry. After a while, she returned with a basket on her back.

As she picked up the wild chickens and placed them in the basket on her back, she explained softly, “The wound on your head hasn’t healed yet. You still have to see a doctor to take your medicine. As for these wild chickens, I’ll think of a way to help you sell them. The money I get will be used to treat your illness and buy your medicine.”

“Mother, thank you.” Ji Zhao felt even more grateful. “You’re the best.”