Sister Jiang moved with crisp efficiency, raising her knife and dropping it as the heads of two wild chickens hit the ground.
Dahua had been waiting nearby for a long time. With a flash of its body, it snatched up a chicken head, crunching away much like Xiong Danran eating flatbread. In a few quick bites, both chicken heads were gone.
Today, Dahua was unusually clean. No sooner had it stepped into the courtyard than Little Xin'er grabbed it by the ears, pinned it against the edge of a large wooden tub, and gave it an artemisia bath.
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