??Chapter 509: Chapter 509: Just Hit
and Vent Your Anger
Chapter 509: Chapter 509: Just Hit
and Vent Your Anger
While there was no need to strike her, there was certainly a need to reprimand her. The inner forest was indeed dangerous. Even if she did have a place she could go to for refuge in Jianan City at any ti, she should not be allowed to do so on her own.
Who knew what potential dangers lingered there, after all, people don’t have eyes on the backs of their heads.
…
Inside the bamboo hut.
Lin Caisang satisfactorily finished a bowl of noodles, even drinking the soup, and belched contentedly before finally setting her bowl down.
“Brother Molian, spare
the lecture, speaking while eating can lead to indigestion.”
With a deep sigh, she looked at Ya Molian, who was sitting across from her, reminding her of this and that, and spoke helplessly.
“Or how about you let off so steam by giving
a beating?”
How wonderful the old Ya Molian was. Upon seeing mbers of her family, he would just nod his head and then leave, barely uttering a word. But what about now?
She really felt like she was accompanying a ‘preacher’. She had only ventured into the inner forest once, and he had not stopped preaching from the mont she stepped into the kitchen till she had finished her bowl of noodles.
And every word he uttered never sounded the sa, she was genuinely in awe of his ability.
“Why would I hit you?”
Ya Molian lightly tapped her forehead.
“Sang’er, I’ve decided. If you ever dare to do these dangerous things behind my back again, I’ll lecture you non-stop. Sounds like a good plan, doesn’t it?”
At last, he had found a way to manage this mischievous girl. Seeing her look of utter despair just now, he couldn’t help but find the whole thing amusing.
Lin Caisang: “!!!”
Shoving her bowl away, she sprawled across the table, wailing.
“Please spare , I’ll obey everything you say, isn’t that enough?”
Could he drop the lecture for the sake of the honorific she had generously bestowed upon him? She had had enough.
“My ears are about to grow callouses.”
“How could that be?”
Ya Molian picked up the bowls and chopsticks, preparing to wash them in the kitchen.
“Avoid laying down after the al, co and chat with
in the kitchen.”
“More talking?”
Lin Caisang, who just sat up, collapsed onto the table again.
Weren’t they always talking? Although it was him talking and her listening, could he take a break?
“Ah… Brother Molian, you can head to the kitchen. I have so matters to tend to. It will take just a while.” She straightens her body, turns to Ya Molian, and broaches the topic in a deliberated tone.
“Alright.”
Ya Molian nodded, turned around, and headed to the kitchen.
“Phew.”
As Lin Caisang let out a sigh of relief, she moved into the ranch space.
“Yujing, I want to see the rules of the pasture, bring them up for .” As soon as she entered the ranch space, she spoke to Yujing.
‘Respected Master, there are no rules in the pasture.’
A line of text appeared in Yujing, leaving Lin Caisang utterly stunned.
“None? How could there not be any rules? Aren’t there Jinzhu rules in the dical garden space? How could the ranch space not have any rules?” She asked.
‘The Jinzhu rules apply to the entire Jinzhu space, not just the dical garden space.’ Yujing answered her question.
“How can this be?”
Lin Caisang arched her eyebrows and stopped talking.
Suddenly, she recalled how she had not been able to plant other crops in the dical garden space and had to learn everything bit by bit on her own, or by asking Yujing.
“Since there are no rules, then I can ask you if there’s anything I don’t understand, right?” She asked.
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