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Six Years After the Catastrophe, I Built a Farm by Sprouting Soybeans – CH186

Bamboo Doesn't Teach, It Doesn't Become a Useful Tool

Chapter 186: Bamboo Doesn’t Teach, It Doesn’t Become a Useful Tool

Kuang Biao’s love really shocked Huai Yu. She looked at the several rows of sunflowers and thought that it was too much of a burden to read poetry to them!

But this couldn’t be entirely her fault, right?

After all, who would have thought that this bamboo next to her was obsessed with love?

And besides, so much had happened recently, and she was so busy. When exactly did Kuang Biao poke the bamboo shoot into her room?

The hole in the house was more important than love.

Huai Yu rummaged through everything, and finally, in the corner between the wardrobe and the wall, she saw the bamboo shoot growing in the dark, wrapped in a brown husk.

The little thing knew how to pick a good place. Huai Yu squatted down next to it, trying to find the right angle to see that it was facing an old antique washbasin rack at the door, with a large red basin still sitting on it.

So… does the bamboo shoot have eyes?

Hiss! Huai Yu suddenly felt a shiver down her spine!

The feeling was subtle. The first thing she noticed when seeing the bamboo shoot wasn’t breaking it off but giving the room another suspicious look, as if something in the dark was stirring…

Damn it!

Kuang Biao was really going to get a beating!

Fuming, she grabbed a basket and scissors and stormed toward the rose corridor. Then, after thinking for a moment, she turned around and chopped the bamboo shoot down.

But the cement floor had already been broken by a hole, and there were faint cracks around it. Huai Yu saw this and felt helpless, growing even angrier.

“Rose!” she shouted. “Kuang Biao broke my house!”

So many things had happened recently, and her schedule was so tight that since the last time Shen Xing came and took the bouquet of roses with the vase, Huai Yu hadn’t had the chance to replenish another bouquet for the house.

At this moment, the basket with the bamboo shoot was by her feet. She held the scissors in her hand, picking out the soft branches while grumbling:

“That damn love-stricken fool just wanted to see how big the washbasin was and ended up breaking my house. Building a house is such hard work, and he has no idea.”

“You need to teach him a lesson.”

“How shameless! He wants to fall in love with the sunflower, even wants the sunflower to write poetry… Hmph, I can do that too!”

“If you don’t teach it, it’s my fault. Bamboo doesn’t beat, it doesn’t become a useful tool.”

“But don’t beat it too hard. Big and small cubs, and my little chicks, still need it to take care of them.”

“And it can speak. I feel like you can speak too, but you’re ignoring me…”

She rambled on, feeling that after all these events, though she hadn’t had the chance to talk to Rose Corridor or even asked it to open the door to make it easier to go into the mountains…

But for some reason, she felt closer to it.

The scissors snipped, and the sharp thorns on the rose branches felt soft as sheep wool. Huai Yu happily stood on tiptoe, smelling the tender pink-white flowers above, while mumbling and frowning to herself…

When the basket was filled with roses, she finally realized:

“Wow! You’re so nice to me lately! At first, you even tricked me into bowing to you.”

The rose branches shook, and petals dropped all over her head.

But Huai Yu wasn’t as frightened as before.

Instead, she looked up at the detection device beside her: “No alarm, huh? Can you control yourself now?”

After all this time, Huai Yu had grown bolder: “I’m not afraid of the alarm anymore.”

Anyway, they wouldn’t dare get too close, and they couldn’t find anything.

The most important thing was that Zhou Qian lived nearby.

Although he hadn’t said it outright, Huai Yu just knew that Zhou Qian was willing to keep her secrets.

“Zhou Qian is a pretty good person. If he comes over, don’t hit him easily.”

“If you’re going to hit someone, hit Kuang Biao.”

She hugged the basket full of roses and was about to leave when suddenly she heard a gust of wind rushing through the air. The next moment, the sound grew louder and louder—

“Shh, shh, shh!!!”

The sound was moving too fast, and Huai Yu, who had reacted a beat too late, looked toward the direction of the noise—

It wasn’t wind at all. It was clearly the soft yet tough branches of Rose Corridor, as thin as steel wires!

Hundreds of slender branches shot from the top of Rose Corridor, rapidly darting through the bamboo forest. The leaves were lush and green, and the flower buds were pink and white. Beneath this dense cover of branches were sharp rose thorns of varying lengths, looking like steel needles.

They howled through the air, completely defying gravity, rapidly climbing up the edges of the bamboo forest.

From the tops of the bamboo stalks down, the branches spiraled and twisted like snakes, getting tighter and tighter. The long branches stretched like bowstrings in midair, making Huai Yu hold her breath, fearing they would snap.

When the branches reached a certain angle, the soft thorns that had been lying flat during their climb suddenly sprang up and pierced the hard bamboo poles with a force that fixed the branches and the bamboo together.

The next moment, Kuang Biao’s crying voice could be heard.

“Oh my God!”

“Why are you poking me? I’m not even occupying your territory! We’re so far apart!”

“If you poke me again, I swear, even though I’m bamboo, I still know what pain is! I’m gonna scream if you poke me again!”

“Ahhhhhh—”

Kuang Biao’s cries grew louder. If it weren’t for the howling wind in the bamboo forest, Huai Yu really thought the mutation alarm didn’t go off, and this terrifying sound could’ve brought the defense forces over.

The next moment, there was a rustling of leaves and eerie creaking. The two outermost rows of bamboo were being dragged forcefully to one side by the tightening rose branches. They bent into a full C-shape, as if they had been crushed by heavy snow.

The tops of the bamboo stalks touched the ground near the Rose Corridor.

Kuang Biao’s pained voice came again. Although the big and small cubs poked its bamboo shoot, it didn’t feel anything, but at this moment, it seemed to truly feel the pain.

Huai Yu opened her mouth wide, watching all of this—

Between the Rose Corridor and the bamboo forest, a natural archway was forcefully pulled into existence, creating a hidden and secure bamboo tunnel.

In terms of aesthetics, it was even better than her old treehouse.

Huai Yu suddenly felt a pang of sorrow.

If only she had moved Kuang Biao down the mountain sooner, or built a closer relationship with Rose earlier, she wouldn’t have had to huff and puff, hauling tree trunks and pulling leaves to build a treehouse…

Those days were so hard!

But soon, the pain was transferred to Kuang Biao.

It had only bent its body, but it seemed to really feel the pain, and its complaining voice quickly turned into crying:

“Don’t think you’re so great. Wait until I grow for another two hundred years, I’ll be even greater than you!”

“Waah waah waah… Don’t use your abilities to poke me!”

“Why are you dragging me? Are you jealous because I’m too straight and tall…?”

Updated one, here it is!

Six Years After the Catastrophe, I Built a Farm by Sprouting Soybeans

Six Years After the Catastrophe, I Built a Farm by Sprouting Soybeans

灾后第六年,我靠发豆芽攒下农场
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Huai Yu, who remembers nothing, walks out of the forest to discover a world that has endured six years of disaster. The city lies in ruins, and everything requires rebuilding. She is given 600 mu of land (about 100 acres) and a handful of soybeans. Note: There are supernatural abilities, but the focus is on farming—this is a pure farming story.

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