The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1655: You Can Understand It By Yourself

Chapter 1655: Chapter 1655: You Can Understand It By Yourself

"You promised to agree to anything?"

Lin Caisang raised her eyebrows, looking at the Blood Bead in her palm.

"Yeah, yeah."

The voice was tiny, but it still could do anything.

"Stop the hail, now, immediately!" Lin Caisang demanded seriously.

"That... I can’t."

The Blood Bead refused, not wanting to stop the hail it had created itself at all.

"Why not? Or would you rather go back into the tree hole?" Lin Caisang asked.

By this time, she could confirm that the hail, which was getting heavier and heavier, was caused by the Blood Bead.

"You can’t threaten me like this, the hail is their own fault, it’s got nothing to do with me!" the Blood Bead thrashed a few times in Lin Caisang’s palm as it spoke.

"Their own fault?"

Lin Caisang raised her eyebrows and looked towards the others in the hall.

"How have they offended you? Tell me about it," she urged.

"Them, each and every one is bad, so bad there’s no end!" the Blood Bead spoke indignantly.

"Originally, this county was a place blessed with natural harmony, with perfect weather year after year, how nice. But these people are never satisfied. They actually throw trash into the tree hole I live in every year, and it ends up so that every time I clean, it takes a whole year..."

Lin Caisang: "..."

What the people in the county thought were offerings turned out to be trash in the eyes of the Blood Bead.

But, thinking about it, it was quite pitiful. The people would discard things once a year, while the Blood Bead had to clean up all year long. Just as it finished cleaning, it would find its tree hole filled up again the next day...

That feeling could probably only be understood by the Blood Bead itself.

"It’s not a big deal, Zhuzhu has gotten used to it. I’ll just clean up; after all, Zhuzhu has nothing else to do," said the Blood Bead, seemingly indifferent to these matters.

"But... their house, that nasty little brat actually dug me out!"

"So what if he dug you out, isn’t that what you wanted?" Lin Caisang asked back.

"I wanted to come out, but not like this!"

If it weren’t just a bead, it would have been hopping mad with rage.

"Little... little beauty, do you know what that little devil and that vicious woman did to Zhuzhu?"

"What did they do?"

Lin Caisang lowered her eyelids slightly and glanced at Huzi’s mother.

She still seemed unaware of her fault, staring with wide eyes – staring at both her and the Blood Bead.

"They offended you? Wasn’t it just to have you play with them for a while? Is it worth all this fuss?"

"Exactly."

Huzi’s mother finally heard something that seemed to be in her and her son’s favor, so she quickly chimed in.

"Shut your mouth!"

Huzi’s father immediately scolded her.

"Play with them, what do you know? Do you even know what they were playing at?" the Blood Bead was so angry it felt like spitting blood.

"Those bratty kids, they actually took stinky mud and slathered it all over Zhuzhu, and even threw Zhuzhu into the stinky mud. That was still nothing; they even tried to bake and drown Zhuzhu with fire and water.

They even used Zhuzhu as a toy for a dog!

And that woman, she’s simply no good, she knew Zhuzhu could talk, knew that her son stole Zhuzhu from the tree hole."