Feng Xing, these vegetables look strangely familiar," Zhuo Feng belatedly realized as she picked up the leaves.
"No need to look any further, the water pipe is ours, and so are the leaves,"
Feng Xing muttered, yanking down the water hose, which had been newly purchased and was now a mess from being cut.
The three of them couldn't bother to tidy up the leaves and soil on the car rooftop, and hurriedly headed to the rooftop.
When they left, the rooftop had just been watered and tidied up an hour ago, and now it was trampled into a mess, mud prints everywhere.
All the vegetable seedlings had been pulled out, and the only things spared were the two orange trees, though several branches were broken.
"What is this nonsense? I'm going to confront them." Just by thinking with her toes, Zhuo Feng knew it must be the downstairs neighbors causing trouble, and she was definitely not going to let it slide.
