After Li Sanjiang finished shouting, he realized that behind Run Sheng, Zhuangzhuang, and Yin Meng, there was a stranger.
This lad was quite fair-skinned and had a shy, introverted demeanor, clearly someone suited for grinding corn.
"Hey, not bad, looks like we picked up a new mule."
Lin Shuyou held a saltwater duck in his hand, which he had specially helped to carry when getting off the car. Earlier, he was too worried about whether Brother Xiao Yuan and the others would take him along, completely forgetting to buy a gift.
If I had known earlier, when passing through Shinan Town, I should have asked Brother Bin to stop the car so I could buy some milk or cookies.
His hometown valued etiquette highly; if the grandfather and masters found out he showed up empty-handed, they'd spit three layers of saliva onto his face.
Li Sanjiang warmly invited everyone inside, and Li Zhiyuan got off Grandmaster, holding Grandmaster's hand and walking at the front.
