The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 148 - 148 148 The Homing Pigeon Delivering a Letter

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: The Homing Pigeon Delivering a Letter Chapter 148: Chapter 148: The Homing Pigeon Delivering a Letter She tried to recall what happened when Ya Molian saved her before, and to her surprise, she couldn’t remember anything at all. Instead, all she could think about were the sketches in front of her eyes right now.

Lin Caisang: “…”

How long has it been since she last drew that she’s become so obsessed?

“Whatever, I’ll just give him these drawings. I already made him look more handsome in these sketches; what else could he want? Should I make him look ugly instead? Wouldn’t that be like repaying kindness with ingratitude?”

Shaking her head, she felt that she was already very generous for keeping the idea of reciprocation in mind.

With that thought, she rolled up her drawings, tied them with a red thread for safekeeping. Whenever she got a chance, she would have her eldest brother deliver them to his adored Brother Molian.

Now came the most important moment. In her hand, she held a pencil and gradually outlined the figure of a woman, slowly sketched the facial features, and then the expressions in her brows and eyes.

After a while, she stared at the drawing in front of her with revulsion, wishing she could burn it along with the pencil and easel.

“I can’t believe I’m such a fat, chubby woman. It’s absolutely an eyesore!”

She had drawn herself. When she first time-traveled, she saw her reflection in the water, covered in mud and utterly disheveled. The noises around her deafened her, making it impossible for her to calm down and think about how she had time-traveled.

“This is the most horrifying character I have ever drawn. Lin Caisang, you’ve really outdone yourself!”

With her hands supporting her chubby cheeks, she stared resentfully at the figure in the drawing and made a self-mocking remark.

She had been drawing non-stop. The pencils of various shades in her hands never really took a break. She used one sheet of paper after another until Brother Jade Mirror reminded her that it was getting dark outside, which jolted her back to reality.

“Brother Jade Mirror, thank you for your reminder.”

After thanking Jade Mirror, she took the drawings meant for Ya Molian back to her room.

Right then, Ms. Lu of Lin family was calling everyone to eat dinner in the courtyard.

…

“What’s this?”

A roll of sketches was placed in front of Lin Changhong, catching him off guard. He looked at his sister in astonishment, his hands already itching to unroll the drawings.

“Sangsang, you know I can’t read,” he grumbled as he started to unroll the sketches.

The few characters he knew were learned from Brother Changfeng during the night in recent days. Even so, he could not recognize all of them.

“Don’t open it!”

Before he could untie the red string, his sister’s resounding scold made Changhong’s hand tremble. He looked up at his sister with irritation.

“Why did you give it to me if I can’t open it? I can’t eat it.”

“Brother Molian helped us a lot recently. This is my thank-you gift for him. You deliver it for me.” Lin Caisang said.

“For Brother Molian? Sangsang, you and Brother Molian are not that far apart. You don’t need me to relay messages for you, do you? Have you mistaken me for a homing pigeon? Even though my name contains the character for ‘hong’…”

Lin Changhong was mumbling to himself as he walked towards the courtyard.

Lin Caisang: “……”

Why was it that hearing Changhong’s words made her feel like she was writing love letters to Ya Molian, with her own brother as the messenger…

Could she call back her big-mouth brother and not give the drawing—she didn’t want to send it anymore?

Of course, she couldn’t. Because she had been momentarily distracted, Changhong had already knocked on Ya Molian’s door, and was loudly delivering her precious gift.