Lin Lan felt his gaze and looked up to see him watching her, his eyes full of mirth. Embarrassed, she shot him a playful glare. "Go kill the chicken for my sister."
Li Xiangyang smiled and nodded. "Okay! You take your time picking. I just have half a row left. I'll come back and help you when I'm done."
Lin Lan didn't answer, 'wondering how she'd never realized he was so chatty before.'
Li Xiangyang carried the basket of potatoes back, poured them out in the main room, and went to the kitchen. "Sister Yuezhen, did you catch the chicken?"
Lin Yuezhen smiled and nodded, walking to the backyard to lift out the rooster that was tied under a stone slab.
Li Xiangyang fetched a bowl of water and added a pinch of salt, stirring it with chopsticks. He then took a kitchen knife to the backyard. Taking the chicken from Lin Yuezhen, he made a clean, swift cut across its neck, and blood immediately gushed out.
