This question puzzled Lin Yin for a long time. After struggling internally for a while, Lin Yin couldn't help but turned her head to look at him.

"Hey, why do you want ginseng so much?"

The man suddenly turned his head, his dark brown eyes slightly cold.

He pursed his lips, no longer wary as he had when they first met.

"My dad is sick."

Lin Yin didn't expect this answer.

"Western medicine didn't work for him, so we had to rely on traditional Chinese medicine. The doctor said he needed ginseng to regulate my father's body."

Lin Yin pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It doesn't matter."

Before, Lin Yin just thought he was rather aloof and didn’t like to talk to others.

I thought he was a arrogant young master who looked down on others, but I didn't expect him to be so filial.

For a moment, Huo Yichen developed a slight affection for Lin Yin.

Neither of them spoke anymore and the atmosphere became awkward.

Huo Yichen doesn't like talking to people, especially girls, and he has no common topics.

He frowned, racking his brains to think of how to start a conversation, and heard Uncle Wang's voice from a distance.

"Don't run!"

"Stop right there!"

Uncle Wang ran around, chasing a pheasant that was fleeing very quickly, and the distance between them was getting farther and farther.

Uncle Wang is over 30 years old and he hasn’t exercised like this in many years. It’s really hard for him.

"Ouch!" Uncle Wang tripped over something and fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed.

He quickly stood up and prepared to chase it again, but found that the pheasant had disappeared without a trace at some point.

Uncle Wang sighed and walked back disappointed.

"Master, I'm so useless!"

I was thinking of having a good meal at noon today, but I didn't expect the chicken I had caught to run away.

Although Huo Yichen didn't say anything, his eyes revealed an expression of "I despise you, don't even mention that we know each other."

Uncle Wang looks pitiful.

“Puff—”

Looking at the interaction between the master and servant, Lin Yin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Don't you know? They live in the mountains for years and are very clever. We can't match their speed at all. It's a wonder you can catch them by blindly chasing them."

I thought all city people were smart, but I didn't expect there are also silly and cute ones.

Lin Yin poured out the herbs in her small basket, found an open space with the basket, and picked up branches from the ground to support it.

Huo Yichen watched from the side. From the moment the girl poured out the herbs, he knew what she was going to do.

He gave instructions and improvements from the side, and after a while, the two of them finally set up a simple trap.

Lin Yin rummaged through her pocket and took out the bait that Lin Qiang had stuffed into her pocket to catch prey.

He scattered a handful of food under the basket, then gathered his things and stepped back a few meters, hiding behind a large bush, staring intently.

Uncle Wang saw that the two people finished the work in one breath and scratched his scalp in confusion.

"Master, can this be caught?"

How could the prey fall for such a simple trap?

Huo Yicheng just glanced at him and said indifferently, "Yin girl is much smarter than you."

“…”

Uncle Wang was choked, and what should he do if he was disliked by the young master?

Looking at the two people leaning against each other, Uncle Wang didn't know why he felt sad that the young master he had taken care of for more than ten years was snatched away by other little girls.

Lin Yin was so focused on the trap that she didn't even notice how close she was to Huo Yichen.

The adult Huo Yichen was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a good figure and long legs, while the twelve-year-old Lin Yin was just a little bean sprout in front of him.