The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 155 - 155 155 Yes Im Hurt

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Yes, I’m Hurt Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Yes, I’m Hurt “Up the mountain, to dig for herbs!”

Lin Caisang said without turning her head.

What she truly wanted to dig out was Ya Molian, even fantasizing about digging a pit to bury him so as to spare herself the fury he incites in her!

“But you haven’t eaten yet.” Lin Changhong called out.

“Not eating, I’m dieting!” She replied distantly, already some way off.

Lin Changhong: “…”

What was happening? Could anyone explain to him?

“Brother Molian….”

He turned to look at Ya Molian, who was standing in the yard. Ya Molian spared an awkward smile—it was so embarrassing.

“I have some matters to attend to today. Be vigilant about issues over at Manghuang Mountain,” Ya Molian advised before also departing from the Lin Family’s house to return home.

Lin Changhong, left by himself in the yard: “…”

Could anyone tell him why it felt like he had just been abandoned by the entire world?

…

On the mountain, in the deeper forest.

While the peach blossom season could last up to a month, it typically only lasts around ten days. Several of these days are rainy, preventing the gathering of petals and pollen. Therefore, Lin Caisang, having already wasted some time on pencils, selected several peach trees blooming in abundance, preparing to get to work.

However, as she looked at the pink, dreamlike peach blossoms, she suddenly found that her hand… was itching.

“I don’t have any colored pencils…”

She grumbled to herself–with colorful flowers blanketing the mountains, she could utilize their colors to gather all the pigments she needed. But now, with only black pencils at hand, how was she supposed to draw a blooming peach tree?

“Damn it, Ya Molian, it’s all your fault!”

After taking a deep breath, she plucked a twig from the peach tree, imagining the blossoms on it to be Ya Molian.

I pluck! I pluck! I pluck, pluck, pluck!!!

I pinch! I pinch! I pinch, pinch, pinch!!!

I peel! I peel! I peel, peel, peel!!!

“Angry?”

Suddenly, a warm voice sounded beside her. Lin Caisang, who had been venting her anger with the peach twig, promptly threw it into the air and screamed.

“Aaah!”

“Don’t be scared, it’s just me.”

The next moment, Lin Caisang’s heart, which had jumped halfway into her throat, was cradled in a warm embrace.

Lin Caisang: “!!!”

With a burst of anger, she shoved the person away and glared at him, teeth clenched.

“Ya Molian, do you understand the concept that scaring people could cause heart attacks?!”

This is a deep forest, teeming with all sorts of dangerous beasts! In such a place, scaring her half to death—was that really acceptable?

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. Are you okay?” Ya Molian apologized sincerely.

“I’m not okay!”

Lin Caisang continued to glare at him.

“What’s wrong? Are you hurt anywhere?” He asked hurriedly, scanning her up and down for injuries.

“Yes, I am hurt. If you return my deed, I’ll be fine.” With a cold expression, she responded to him.

Ya Molian: “…”

The deed?

How could he possibly return it to her? It was something he had tricked her into giving him, intending to use it in the future to marry her.

“As long as you’re okay, come with me.”

Saying this, he took her by the hand and began leading her towards his bamboo hut.

Lin Caisang: “!!!”

She didn’t want to go anywhere!

She was angry; why should she follow him? Wouldn’t that just make her look easily bullied?

…

It wasn’t until they arrived at his bamboo hut and she sat down at a wicker table that Lin Caisang was still pondering the question: why had she obediently followed Ya Molian here? Had a screw come loose in her brain?