Xiao Na and the others watched as Uncle Liu gloomily rode away on his tricycle; they were also feeling down.
"But it's not even dark yet, and he's not setting up his stall today?"
"Probably something urgent at home, but what was he saying about Ning County or something?"
"Who knows, the old man isn't acting like himself today."
The group of technicians mumbled to themselves and turned to go back to work at the foot massage shop.
Jingning No.1 Tourist Road.
Chen Mo stood at the counter, while LuLu was in the driver's seat, confidently operating the food truck, "Boss Xiao Chen, this is so much fun! Can I drive you home every day from now on?"
How could the little train at the supermarket compare to the fun of this big food truck?
Chen Mo was at a loss for words, thinking, "So you're treating my food truck like a kiddie ride?"
But Chen Mo wasn't in the mood to chat with LuLu. His eyes were fixed on the rear, "Why is there a black car tailing us?"
