The wooden door was evidently sturdy, but when it fell heavily to the ground... it shattered into pieces. It even crushed the chicken strolling in the yard.
Aunt Wu: ???
Yu Tingwan turned her head, only then speaking softly.
"Here to do such things."
Aunt Wu was astonished.
But Yu Tingwan had already walked inside.
Mrs. Wang was lazy, and Mrs. Xiao had to take care of the child. The yard was not neatly kept, and there was even a smell of chicken droppings in the air.
The layout here hadn't changed much.
Yu Tingwan could even close her eyes and know where to go.
She stopped in front of the dead chicken.
"So tragic."
"I was the one who used to feed it."
Shunzi, always observant, asked respectfully, "Would you like me to take it away for a ceremony?"
Yu Tingwan: ???
What nonsense are you talking?
"No need to trouble yourself, we'll take it back and make a soup out of it later."
She walked over to the pigsty.
"I used to feed this one too."
This time, Shunzi understood.
