"Okay, let me prepare."

Mu Lianrong quietly told Xiao Shanhai about her daughter's investment in Huiweilou, but Xiao Shanhai didn't believe her. Mu Lianrong then asked Xiao Yunying for the contract and gave it to him.

"See for yourself."

"this……"

"Oh dear, I forgot you can't read. Eldest son, come here and read it to your father."

Xiao Shanhai: ...Is he being disliked by his wife?

Xiao Yunsong had already stabbed the chicken in the neck. He told Zhang to hold the chicken down and let it bleed, then put down the knife and went to take the contract.

Xiao Yunbai also curiously joined in. The two Xiao brothers had at least attended school for a while and knew some simple characters. They took turns recognizing characters and together understood the general meaning of the contract.

"Father, this is indeed the deed of investment in Huiweilou. Look, this is my sister's name, and this is the name of the young master of the Chen family. His name is Chen Yuancheng, and he has already put his fingerprint on it."

Xiao Shan Hai took the contract: "Really? My daughter has made something of herself."

Mu Lianrong said, "Be gentle, don't tear the contract."

The family huddled around a piece of paper, praising Xiao Yunying one after another, while the person in question was pursing her lips, nervously trying to mentally prepare herself.

Oh no, what if she can't bring herself to do it?

Never mind, I have to take the first step eventually.

Xiao Yunying gritted her teeth, stomped her foot, and thrust the knife toward the chicken's neck.

When the knife was halfway in, the chicken, which had been quiet until now, suddenly started flapping its wings and struggling, perhaps because it was getting impatient with her dawdling.

Xiao Yunying was startled, and the knife veered off course, the tip cutting a small gash on the back of her hand.

As she felt a stinging pain on the back of her hand, Xiao Yunying became absolutely certain that she would never learn how to kill a chicken in her lifetime.