The old man had just left and reminded Xiao Xian to return home after her walk. As Xiao Xian passed the field ridge, she saw those cars again.
"Annoying Qian Duoduo, he must have brought those poachers into the mountains to catch birds," Xiao Xian walked around the cars, chuckled twice, and felt her pockets, but ended up pulling out nothing.
Xiao Xian sighed; she had almost forgotten that the sugarcane seedling had recently lost its appetite. She hadn't brought any of the "special" snacks she prepared, and it seemed that her plan to sabotage the tires couldn't be implemented tonight. She decided to leave those irritating cars alone for now.
