The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1201: Where is Sangsang going?

Chapter 1201: Chapter 1201: Where is Sangsang going?

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However, as long as he could scoop them up, even if they were small, at least it was meat. He would definitely scoop up plenty for Sangsang to enjoy, then dry it into jerky.

"I will go scoop them up in a bit. Sangsang can bring...wait, something’s not right. Granny, where is Sangsang going? How come I don’t know about it?"

He was thinking, with fresh shrimp at home to scoop up and eat, why dry them into jerky?

"Just go if I tell you to, why ask so many questions? Is it any of your business where Sangsang goes? Hurry up and eat your meal, then head to Manghuang Mountain. Stop loitering around and giving me a headache," his granny scolded.

It was in the courtyard that she overheard her granddaughter discussing with the Molian boy how they would bring up the matter to her and the old man of taking Sangsang to Molian’s side next year.

Although she hadn’t mentioned it to the old man, she had secretly thought about it for several days.

It would be better for Sangsang to leave the village with the Molian boy than to stay and be schemed against by the Zhou family and endure the unpleasant words of the village women. Out of sight, out of mind.

Besides, the two kids were always apart; over time, they would become strangers. It would be better for them to head out together.

Still, if Sangsang were to really leave with Brother Molian, she would have to prepare more things for her granddaughter. She couldn’t let her granddaughter suffer with poor food and clothing while out and about, could she?

"Oh."

Seeing his granny about to flare up, Lin Changhong quickly responded and went to the kitchen to have his meal.

...

In the forest, Ya Molian took Lin Caisang hunting. Without even needing a bow and arrow, just with a few pebbles, he could knock down small game from afar.

As for Lin Caisang...

She simply followed silently behind Ya Molian, watching her Molian hunt and pick up the game, not even letting her touch a single hair of the prey!

"Brother Molian, why have you brought me along?" she couldn’t help asking.

It had been the same previously when he said he would take her up the mountain to pick chestnuts. But he carried both bamboo baskets, and it was he who picked the chestnuts, not allowing her to touch them at all, saying that the chestnuts were spiky and would prick her hands.

She was truly at a loss for words.

"Are you bored?"

Hearing her words, Ya Molian turned and looked at her.

"Be patient, it will be over soon. Later, when we return, I’ll make you smoked rabbit. Do you prefer five-spice or something else?" he asked.

"I..."

Lin Caisang opened her mouth.

Could she say she actually had nothing to say? Whether it was five-spice or anything else, she didn’t want to eat it.

Since Brother Molian had come back, she clearly felt the return of her belly fat. Wasn’t it obvious she had already put on weight?

"I’m still full, I don’t want to eat anything," she said helplessly.

"Then I’ll make it for you tonight, if you don’t like rabbit, I’ll make you... Who’s there!"

Ya Molian’s unfinished sentence hung in the air as he sensed someone’s presence not far away. He swept his sharp gaze in that direction and called out coldly.

Lin Caisang followed his gaze to that direction upon hearing his words.

"It’s me."

From there, a figure emerged with a bow and arrow slung over their back, looking at Ya Molian and Lin Caisang.

"You are?"

Doubt flashed in Lin Caisang’s beautiful eyes as she momentarily could not recall who the newcomer was.

"I didn’t expect to encounter Young Master Molian and Miss Lin. Greetings," Lie Ming walked out of the underbrush and gave them a simple bow with a fist in palm salute.