Little Taotie and Hua Jinyan caught two chickens on a mountain behind the dormitory building.
On their way down, they encountered some older teenagers who were also looking for food.
"Caught red-handed!"
"How can you steal the chickens we've been raising?"
"We bought chicks to let them grow on the mountain, just to taste some wild game, and here you are, learning to take without working at such a young age!"
The teenagers blocked Little Taotie and Hua Jinyan's path.
Hua Jinyan frowned: "Do you have any evidence that these chickens are yours?"
One of the teenagers really did produce evidence.
It was the invoice from when they bought the chicks and some photos.
"This is number 3, and this is number 8."
He pointed at the two chickens: "Flip open their wings and take a look."
Little Taotie flipped open the chicken wings, and all he saw was a bunch of feathers, "No writing."
