"Why did so many cars suddenly show up?" Xiao Xian looked at the car blocking the field ridge, her face full of displeasure. If it went any further back, it would have completely ruined her rice.
"Xiao Xian, look behind," Yezi, with her sharp eyes, immediately spotted the net stuffed in the trunk of one of the cars. It looked just like the one used by the group poaching on the mountain earlier.
"And there are a few iron pipes," Xiao Xian casually pulled out a black thing from the car's trunk.
"What are you doing, you two brats? Not that big and already learning how to buddy up to others, what will become of you when you grow up," Wang Chunhua, the representative gossip of Ge Village, who had not appeared in a while, was wearing a flower-pattern apron and holding a leek she had pilfered from someone else's field, yelling with her hoarse voice.
