The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1634: Smashed into Minced Meat

Chapter 1634: Chapter 1634: Smashed into Minced Meat

And in this county town that had suffered through hail for over a dozen days, naturally, there wasn’t a single person on the main streets.

Who would willingly run out into the streets, seeking to be pelted to death by hail? Of course, everyone would hide if they could, and everything useful in their homes was hung up to shield against the fatal hail.

"Dad, Mom, we’re back, and we’ve brought the expert from Wuzhu Teahouse with us," the sister from the siblings called out loudly as she led Lin Caisang and Sui Zimo through the door.

"Finally, you’ve arrived. We’ve been anxiously waiting for your return,"

Two middle-aged people emerged from the house, and upon seeing the siblings, the woman let out a heavy sigh of relief.

"You have no idea, I was worried to death. How could you be gone for so long? Were you trying to..."

"Mom, what are you talking about? We have guests,"

The brother interrupted his mother, frowning slightly as he glanced at Sui Zimo and Lin Caisang standing aside.

"Guests, oh my, I got so caught up talking that I forgot to welcome our esteemed visitors. Please, come inside and take a seat," the woman said to Lin Caisang with a beaming smile and ushered them inside.

Sitting down in the living room, Lin Caisang could still hear the violent ’pitter-patter’ of hail against the roof.

"Honored guests, we’re troubled to have you here, but you must save the people of our county. As it stands, it’s not even convenient to step outside, and those without food at home will starve to death," the man said with a sad expression to Sui Zimo and Lin Caisang.

"Tell us about the situation," Lin Caisang spoke up, prompting them.

As she and Sui Zimo had only heard a rough account from the sister and brother, they were not fully apprised of the situation.

"Here’s what happened."

The man began to explain, which was also, in a way, an indirect plea for help.

It turned out that on a night thirteen days earlier, when everyone had been sound asleep, they were rudely awakened by a ’pitter-patter’ noise on the rooftops that alarmed the whole county.

At that time, the hailstones weren’t so large, only about the size of marbles.

People didn’t take it seriously because hail is not an uncommon occurrence anywhere, so it wasn’t surprising here.

They thought to themselves, let it hail, by the time we wake up from a good night’s sleep, it will have stopped — no big deal.

But who could have known...

The hail simply refused to stop, and the size of the stones grew larger and larger, from the initial marbles to the size of fists.

The people of the county genuinely feared that if it continued a few more days, the hailstones might become as large as human heads.

If they kept growing, at some point a single hailstone might be enough to smash a person into mush, right?

Although these hailstones quickly melted after hitting the ground, it only took an instant to turn a person into a bloody pulp; who could wait for the hail to melt?

"The people of our county haven’t wronged anyone, nor have we committed any terrible sins against heaven or earth. So, why did this calamity befall us?" the man lamented, and as he spoke, the woman beside him began to voice her miseries, eventually breaking down into sobs.

"There there, Mom, don’t cry. Haven’t we brought the two distinguished individuals from Wuzhu Teahouse here? They will surely be able to help us!" The brother hastily consoled their mother as she began to