Chapter 135: A Side of Song Qingqian Never Seen Before  

A showdown between one person and one chicken unfolded once again.  

Jiang Rou bent slightly, just as she had before, preparing to extend her hand to catch the chicken.  

The hen, having gone through countless battles of wits and reflexes against Jiang Rou, was now a seasoned veteran.  

So the moment Jiang Rou reached out, it immediately spread its wings.  

“Cluck, cluck!”  

With a sharp cry, the hen was about to take flight once more.  

The three onlookers watching the scene sighed deeply in their hearts.  

As expected… she still couldn’t catch it.  

However—  

Jiang Rou’s previous movement had been a feint.  

It seemed as though she was reaching out, but in the very next instant, she swiftly raised her hand instead.  

She had anticipated where the hen would try to escape.  

With lightning-fast reflexes—  

In midair, she directly grabbed onto the hen’s outstretched wing.  

Just like that—she caught it!  

Caught! It!  

At that moment—  

The three onlookers weren’t just stunned.  

They were so shocked they couldn’t even speak.  

After all, Jiang Rou had used her left hand to catch the chicken this time.  

She had managed to firmly grasp the hen’s wing in midair with her left hand and effortlessly lifted it once again.  

Even the soldiers at the Military Camp might not have been able to pull off such a feat.  

The three of them stood there, dumbfounded.  

But the scene was far from silent.  

Because in Jiang Rou’s left hand was one hen, and in her right hand was another—both of them clucking even more frantically than before.  

Their cries sounded as if they were sending out a warning to their companion.  

A sign that danger had arrived.  

On the other end of the path, there was still one more hen left uncaught.  

That hen was even larger, its feathers shinier, and its comb standing tall and proud.

If there were a hierarchy among the chickens, then this particular hen would undoubtedly be the mighty Chicken King.  

The moment it heard the sharp cries, it instantly sprang into action, darting around frantically, attempting to take flight.  

The others were too slow to react.  

Jiang Rou was the only one who realized the danger.  

She hurriedly shouted, “Sister Yulan, stop it! Don’t let it escape!”  

Lin Yulan snapped back to her senses. Though exhausted, she mustered her strength once again, immediately spreading her arms wide to block the path.  

Wherever the hen charged, she moved to intercept.  

She completely sealed off the escape route.  

The hen tried several times but failed to break through, forcing it to change direction.  

But standing in the other direction was Jiang Rou.  

Jiang Rou casually spread her arms, looking as if she were ready to go three hundred rounds with the hen.  

Even the fierce hen could sense her intimidating presence.  

The creature simply refused to charge toward Jiang Rou.  

With both escape routes now blocked, the last remaining hen was trapped in the center.  

Even the military wife, who had previously fallen, had now gotten up to help Jiang Rou surround the hen.  

“Sister Yulan, this time we’re definitely catching it!”  

“That’s right! If we work together, we can do it!”  

“Alright, let’s catch it together!”  

The three of them were full of confidence, cheering each other on.  

With no place left to run, the hen carefully observed its surroundings and locked onto the weakest point—Song Qingqian.  

Song Qingqian had been standing at a distance, watching. Behind her was an open doorway leading into the courtyard.  

The hen must have spotted the open space and sensed that Song Qingqian had the weakest presence, someone easy to intimidate.  

People might think chickens, ducks, and geese were just livestock with no intelligence.  

But as long as they were animals, they possessed a primal instinct.  

And this hen had already sensed that Song Qingqian was afraid of it.  

So, it charged at her aggressively.  

“Qingqian, it’s coming your way! Be careful, don’t let it peck you!”  

Jiang Rou shouted a warning.  

After all, a hen’s peck could be quite painful.

Since childhood, the only small animal Song Qingqian had ever interacted with was a pet cat. She had never encountered such a wild creature before.  

Seeing the hen charging straight at her, her first instinct was to dodge.  

Ideally, she would rush back into the courtyard, shut the door, and avoid any contact with the creature altogether.  

However, just as Jiang Rou was catching the hens, Zhou Xiaohua had woken up from her afternoon nap. Hearing the commotion outside, she had come out.  

She stood by the door with Zhou Xiaochuan.  

That meant they were standing not far behind Song Qingqian.  

If Song Qingqian were to turn around and flee into the courtyard in a panic, there was a high chance she might accidentally collide with the two children in her haste.  

And even if she managed to avoid them, the children might not be able to move away in time.  

If the hen failed to attack her, it might instead turn its aggression toward the weaker children.  

She could not dodge!  

In that split second, Song Qingqian made up her mind.  

Her long, narrow phoenix eyes took on a layer of steely determination, a cold yet resolute glint flashing within them as she stared down the charging hen with pride and defiance.  

At that moment—  

Jiang Rou understood Song Qingqian’s decision.  

A thought flashed through her mind, and she simply shouted—  

“Qingqian, catch it! You can do this!”  

As soon as Jiang Rou called out, Lin Yulan and the military wife joined in.  

“Song Qingqian, try to grab it!”  

“Catch it! You’ve got this!”  

Amidst their cheers and encouragement, Song Qingqian began to murmur to herself—  

“Catch it! I must catch it! I will catch it! Catch it! I can do this—”  

“Cluck, cluck!”  

The hen, full of momentum, came flying toward Song Qingqian.  

Song Qingqian stretched out her arms and lunged directly at the hen.  

That scene…

There was an undeniable sense of absurdity, a touch of irony, and even a bit of comedy in the scene.  

Song Qingqian, dressed impeccably in elegant clothing, her strikingly beautiful and alluring face maintaining its usual cold aloofness, was… catching a chicken!  

Even if someone had asked her just a few minutes ago, she would never have believed she would find herself doing something like this.  

And yet—  

This was truly happening.  

Not only was Song Qingqian catching a chicken, but she was putting every ounce of her strength into doing it as best as she could.  

She lunged forward, but her foot slipped—  

And she fell to the ground.  

It hurt.  

As dust swirled in the air, Song Qingqian frowned and shut her eyes tightly.  

Damn it…  

She had made a fool of herself.  

Her proud, dignified image as a refined young lady had shattered into a thousand pieces.  

She gritted her teeth in embarrassment, unwilling to even open her eyes.  

But then—  

In her palm, there was a warm, soft, unfamiliar sensation.  

Wait!  

What was this?  

She had caught something!  

And whatever it was, it was still squirming wildly in her grasp.  

Before her mind could fully process what had happened, her fingers instinctively tightened, gripping onto the thing in her palm with all her strength.  

Even though her body ached from the fall, she refused to let go.  

At the same time, she slowly opened her eyes.  

Right in front of her—  

Was a hen!  

She… had caught it!  

She caught it!