"Godmother, why do your relatives have to come and take a share? Don't they have their own hens to hatch eggs, just like we do?" Hu Lin asked, feigning the naive curiosity of a child. She had always heard that every family has its own troubles; could it be that her godmother’s maternal family were bloodsuckers too?
"It's not like that. They just feel that the survival rate of the new chicks hatched by my hen is a bit higher. So, every year before the New Year, they bring grain and a basket of eggs for my hen to hatch for them. Come on, let's go inside."
After explaining, the village head’s wife picked up a woven poultry cage from beside the fence and went in first. Li Aihua followed, but Hu Lin stayed behind, watching from outside the fence.
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