Because she came home early today, Ji Xinhe thought of preparing a rich dinner. Ever since the wedding fiasco, both her big brother and Xiao Bei had been down in the dumps with her. She felt quite guilty about it.
This was her problem. Regardless of how much she suffered, why should her family be involved and worry about it with her?
"Why don't I make Chicken Stew with Mushrooms for dinner today? Doesn't Xiao Bei love that dish the most?" Ji Xinhe smiled, grabbed the big rooster she bought from the town market today, and killed it swiftly in the courtyard.
Xiao Bei, who was standing at one side, watched without blinking. "Xiao Bei loves watching sister kill chickens the most."
"Why?"
"Sister kills chickens so beautifully." Xiao Bei sincerely said.
Ji Xinhe couldn't help but laugh a bit disdainfully. "Where did you learn to sweet talk?"