Zhang Yanping casually drew a pie, instantly reeling in all the fans in the live stream like a school of fish.
Unaware of this, Qiaoqiao diligently opened potato blind boxes, completely oblivious to the plans ahead.
The happiest among them, though, was Brother Xiaozhang.
He drove back and forth every day, delivering goods until his smile almost stuck on his face from joy, even if it meant getting sunburned. As long as he could come home in the evening to check the accounts and see his daughter...
Ah!
Ah!
"July half, let's burn more paper money for our ancestors," he suggested to his wife.
If it weren't for the ancestors blessing them, how could his otherwise unremarkable courier station grow so big and strong so quickly?
Finally, when he went to the mountain, he found that it wasn't Song Tan accompanying Qiaoqiao in the live stream, but Yun Duo.
"Where's your boss?"
Yun Duo pointed to another hilltop: "That land has been cleared, the boss has gone to plow the field."
