Zhang Shan's expression immediately darkened upon hearing Zhang Ling's words, and said, "Why go sit in the cart? Isn't this road smooth? Can you even stand steady in the back? Hurry up and sit behind Xiaobao, didn't you see the empty space behind Xiaobao?"
"Dad!" Instantly, Zhang Ling's face couldn't hold up.
"Why are you embarrassed, Dad has been through this, I know what's what, hurry up and get on!"
As he spoke, Zhang Shan pushed Zhang Ling into the seat behind Li Xiaobao.
"Uncle! Shall we get going then?"
As Zhang Ling sat down behind him, Li Xiaobao caught a whiff of a light fragrance and felt her soft body. He smiled gratefully at Zhang Shan and said.
"Let's go! The sooner you leave, the sooner you'll be back!"
Zhang Shan waved his hand and watched the tricycle slowly leave the village.
"Hmph, you must be happy this time!" Once they had left the village, Zhang Ling huffed from behind Li Xiaobao.