Su Qiao glanced disdainfully at the man on the ground, retrieved the wooden stick, hoisted it onto her shoulder, and swaggered out of the woodshed.
She had originally planned to find a more comfortable room after daybreak, but now she couldn't sleep anyway. She might as well move to another room.
However, she had only eaten a watermelon for dinner, with not a drop of oil in her stomach. Now she was so hungry that it was growling.
She turned and surveyed the courtyard, her gaze finally landing on the chicken coop in the corner.
She walked over and knocked on the coop's wooden door with her stick. There were quite a few chickens inside.
Afraid that Su Qiao was planning to kill the chickens, Wang Guizhi hurried over. "Miss, if we let the chickens out at night, they might get lost. We can't let them out."
Su Qiao kicked the coop door and glared at her. "I'm hungry. Hurry up and make me some food. I want meat, meat! If there's no meat, I'll cut the meat off your bodies and roast it."
Wang Guihua had thought Su Qiao would say that if they refused to give her meat, she would kill all these chickens and eat them. She had never expected Su Qiao to say that she wanted to... wanted to eat the meat on their bodies.
Once again sensing how ruthless this girl was, Wang Guihua inwardly cried out to the heavens. What kind of woman had Chen Ligeng sent to her family?
But at this point, she no longer dared to be stingy and hurriedly said, "There is meat. There's... there's cured meat hanging from the kitchen beam."
Su Qiao glared at her without the slightest courtesy, looking just like a local tyrant. "Then why aren't