Pitiful

"Let's go, let's go."

Looking at the departing carriage, Xiaoguo and Zhuang Zhuang waved at everyone on the cart.

Time passed quickly. Ruyi and the others worked in the food and beverage business. They couldn't afford too many rest days during the new year. This time round, they actually extended their break by another day before leaving.

It was the third day of the new year. When they returned to the shop, they had to spend an entire day preparing the ingredients before the restaurant opened for business the next day.

After the carriage moved out of sight, the two of them went back.

Looking at the empty house, they felt a little uncomfortable.

But life had to go on. New year, new life.

"Zhuang Zhuang, let's clean up."

"Huh? Mother…" When Zhuang Zhuang heard this, he begged for mercy. "It's not messy at all."