The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1644: It’s Not Too Late to Realize Now

Chapter 1644: Chapter 1644: It’s Not Too Late to Realize Now

He hadn’t finished speaking in disbelief when a hand reached out and covered his mouth.

"Shut up!"

His sister glared at him with a forbidding look that could devour a person whole.

The people of the Wuzhu Teahouse could do anything out of the ordinary, so wasn’t it unsurprising they were unhurt? Wasn’t that completely natural for them?

After all, weren’t they people of the Wuzhu Teahouse?

"Say one more word, and see if I don’t throw you out to be pelted by hail!"

"Mmph, mmph."

The brother shook his head, signaling with his eyes that he would keep quiet.

"I’m okay?"

"You’re okay?"

The voices of Lin Caisang and Sui Zimo rang out at the same time.

He had been so busy making sure that Sang’er secured the metal sheeting that he had neglected the fact that he was actually standing outside of it.

Unexpectedly though, even standing on the outside, even with hail striking his head, there was no harm done, not even a scratch.

Looking at him, Lin Caisang couldn’t help but squat down and reach out to touch a piece of hail that had just fallen to the ground and not yet melted.

Who would have known...

Her hand didn’t touch the hail at all, instead passing straight through it.

"This..."

She raised her hand and dropped the metal sheet to the ground!

Carrying the heavy metal had almost hurt her arms, and in the end, it turned out they had been lifting it for nothing because the hailstones simply couldn’t hit them.

"Brother Molian, we were lifting this heavy chunk of metal for nothing!"

"It’s not too late to realize that now."

Zimo smiled, raising his hand to touch her cheek.

"Mm."

Lin Caisang nodded, then looked up at the sky.

She had to admit, even though the hail couldn’t hurt them, her heart still trembled at the sight of the ice falling from the sky, fearing the next moment might be her last if a hailstone crushed her.

"Let’s go up together."

Taking a deep breath, she said to Sui Zimo.

"Okay."

Zimo agreed, then turned to look at the siblings.

"Take this metal sheet and stop using the wooden board."

"Oh, okay."

The brother nodded hastily, picked up the metal sheet at their feet, and held it over his and his sister’s heads.

The wooden board in the sister’s hand had been discarded on the ground.

That wooden board had been pockmarked by impacts, large but not yet enough to penetrate it, though it would probably be soon enough.

"Let’s go."

Zimo led Lin Caisang, and the two leaped upward to stand on the roof of a house.

From this vantage point looking up at the sky, except for the falling hail, they could see nothing, just a blur of grey fog.

"Brother Molian, I think we should search where the hailstones are the largest. Look, the size of the hailstones in one area is identical, but the ones in the south of the city are clearly different sizes from those in the north," Lin Caisang suggested.

Zimo understood this logic as well and nodded.

"Let’s go take another look."

After saying this, the two headed for another rooftop, checking house by house.

But even with such careful scrutiny, they really didn’t find anything.

They wanted to pick up some hailstones for comparison, but their hands simply couldn’t grasp the ice, so what could they do?

They could only proceed slowly.

"Let’s go down and take another look."

After a good while, the two returned to the siblings’ side.

"You two are familiar with this area. Could you knock on someone’s door and ask them if anything special happened in the southern part of the city when the rainbow appeared that day?"

Lin Caisang asked the sister.