Chapter 32 The next morning, the heavy snow stopped. After breakfast, Wang Sufen started heating water in several large pots in the front and back yards. Li Muwen sat in the yard sharpening knives. The hens, hearing the noise, obediently squatted in their nests. Only the Red-braised Chicken Piece, unwilling to be left alone, jumped out of the chicken coop and, stumbling and hopping through the snow, made its way to Zhenzhen. "Are we preparing to stew chicken? Please don't put me and the mushrooms…