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Chapter 302 - Chapter 302 302. King of Qin walks around the pillar_1

Chapter 302: 302. King of Qin walks around the pillar_1 Chapter 302: 302. King of Qin walks around the pillar_1 In the lens, a few cherry tree leaves rustled, and soon a small, furry, grey head poked out from between them.

The tufts of hair on it were bristled, and its beady eyes looked rather crafty. Its body was hidden beneath the tree, separated by leaves and a fence, so it was not very clear.

But soon, it began its heist!

The little creature quickly climbed up, then scrambled to the top of the tree, half its body peeking out as it held a bright red cherry in its tiny paws before plucking it off!

Good lord!

That bright red cherry was at the top, hard to see from the ground, and it was only now that the person in charge could see it.

At this moment, he was livid, hoisting his phone and charging straight over–the world was clear and the sun was still high. Well, the sun had just set.

In any case!

To steal cherries right under his nose was utterly unforgivable, a crime beyond redemption!

And what was even more despairing was that as he ran towards the cherry tree along the shed, the video in front of him continued to play.

The squirrel had already moved to another spot on the tree. Apparently, the cherries it was holding in its front paws were getting in the way, so it simply stuffed one into its mouth!

Curses!!!

Halfway there, the person in charge was about to explode with rage, now hastening his pace and charging forward again.

As dusk deepened, workers eating by the roadside lamp curiously watched his retreating figure and then asked, “What’s he doing?”

The excavator lad casually mixed his bowl of food with chopsticks, without even looking up, “Who knows? He doesn’t like to eat, so maybe he’s just taking the chance to get some exercise.”

And at this moment, the person in charge finally reached the cherry tree.

To prevent birds from stealing the fruit, the tree was tightly wrapped in a green net, loosely tied at the bottom with a rope.

After all, it was mostly birds that caused trouble for the cherries every year, and they wouldn’t climb the tree from below. He thought it was foolproof, but he hadn’t expected this year’s little thief to be a squirrel!

Indeed, now that he was closer, the person in charge could see clearly what this creature was–

A gray squirrel.

The current state of the gray squirrel was a far cry from two months ago. It was now thick-furred, sleek, and bushy-tailed, with its attractiveness and cuteness soaring.

When he was digging the foundation that day, this group of squirrels had huddled in the pit for a while, whispering to each other, and then glanced at him with those beady eyes, giving him an anxious feeling, for which he even secretly burned two sticks of incense.

Nowadays, however, they were brazenly stealing his cherries right in front of him. How could he tolerate this!

Under the flashlight’s beam, the squirrel also stared at him blankly as it stood up.

The person in charge suddenly stepped forward, reaching out to grab the squirrel through the net!

However, the squirrel swiftly circled around the trunk to the other side, and the person in charge made a diagonal leap to follow!

If the squirrel circled, he would circle too!

What a merry chase around the trunk! This squirrel actually had tactics!

The person in charge lunged left and right, the battle was fierce.

But the cherry tree trunk wasn’t very thick, and the squirrel was up against an agile adult accustomed to heavy labor.

After a mere three or five rounds, the squirrel faced the looming giant hand. It stood dazedly a third of the way up the trunk and then, somehow, suddenly stiffened and fell straight down the net, motionless.

Rigid and stiff, it appeared to have stopped breathing.

Person in charge: …!

He hadn’t even touched it; how could it have died? Perhaps it was scared to death?

He stood there frozen for a moment, now hesitating and feeling somewhat guilty inside–

“It’s just one cherry; it shouldn’t have been a big deal. He just wanted to chase off that squirrel, but how did he scare the little guy to death?”

Feeling guilty, he hesitated for a while before crouching down, thinking of grabbing its tail to check.

He didn’t expect that just as he was slowly squatting down, the squirrel suddenly opened its eyes and leapt up; its four paws kicked off the ground, then onto his head, and after that… it disappeared without a trace.

Person in charge: “…F***.”

But since the squirrel had run off, there was nothing he could do. All he could do at the moment was to tie the rope at the bottom of the net tighter and then check for any holes.

Afterward, with a flashlight in hand, he checked the cherry tree bit by bit to see if there were any ripe ones that had slipped through the net.

Each time he found one, the thought of the cherry stuffed into the squirrel’s mouth caused him a pang of heartache.

However, seeing how these cherries would probably be ripe by tomorrow, he thought he would have to speak to the Song Family early tomorrow morning. The cherries that were ready to eat had to be quickly consumed.

While pondering this, he took one last longing look at the cherry tree before finally walking away in frustration.

…

Meanwhile, in the mountains.

The Squirrel Clan, rarely unified, gathered atop one thick branch. Seeing the brother return, several increasingly sleek and fluffy squirrels crowded around.

They barely made any noise, yet it seemed as if they had already completed their information exchange.

At this moment, the squirrel that had narrowly escaped death stretched out its front paws, rubbed its cheek pouches, and directly spat out a plump red cherry.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak…”

The squirrels became excited and gathered around the cherry as if it were their treasure trove.

They carried out a series of exchanges among themselves.

Eventually, the squirrel that had stolen the cherry went first, holding the cherry in both front paws. Its two large incisors bit down, and it nibbled on the tip of the cherry flesh!

The plump cherry flesh was nibbled away by its two sharp front teeth. The fragrance of the cherry burst forth with the juice, stirring up the otherwise silent and dormant woods.

The squirrel that bit into the cherry was now frozen in place, unable to let go.

Seeing it not letting go, another squirrel grew impatient–

We agreed to eat it together!

It immediately “squeaked” and hopped forward, extending its paws, trying to snatch away the cherry. But the other one wasn’t willing to give up, and the two squirrels began fighting over it…

Just as they were jumping around, a low growl suddenly came from beside them.

The sound seemed like a fierce dog’s roar from the depth of its throat, as if the next moment monstrous teeth would bare and a gaping mouth would pounce on them!

The tails of several squirrels “whooshed” open, and they threw the cherry away. They scrambled up the trunk, disappearing without a trace.

In the dark forest, the king’s coat gleamed, faintly reflecting light under the moon.

He lowered his head to sniff the ground, quickly rolling up the cherry with his big tongue.

Next to him, Big White, several steps too slow, flapped its wings and let out a loud “honk,” nearly shoving its big yellow beak into the dog’s mouth.

However, being too slow, the cherry had disappeared without a trace with the king’s roll.

Big White: …”Honk, honk, honk, honk, honk!”

It wasn’t even night yet, and it was already swearing up a storm.

But still no match for the dog, it waddled and sat down again.

With beady eyes fixed on the king, it was visibly discontent.

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