That night, Lin Yuan didn't get a good sleep. After dinner, she lit a piece of firewood and took her two younger sisters to the side of a puddle. Unusually, this time it wasn't just Lin Wei with her unhappy face, even Xiao Linshuang sulked with a little frown, reluctant to come.
"So the little sister also has things she's afraid of, huh? I thought she was fearless!" Lin Yuan, balancing the small bamboo basket on her shoulder, teased Xiao Linshuang with a smile. She didn't expect that her little sister, who wouldn't even blink an eye when holding a kitchen knife, would actually be afraid of frogs. It's a good thing she hadn't seen those two snakes that day.
Lin Wei, standing to the side, had seen the eldest sister deal with snakes before—although she was not very afraid of frogs, she still felt disgusted: "Big sister, these, these frogs, can we really eat them? I won't eat them, don't make me!"
