676. Iron Pot Stew Old Goose_1

In the truck bed, two huge suitcases took up quite a lot of space, though Duoduo and Cang Er were fine with it, Daju jumped right on top of the suitcases and settled there comfortably, casually flicking its tail—

Clearly, the environment, be it good or bad, didn't affect the little kitten's happiness.

But it was different for Big White.

With its two flat flippers supporting its plump body, it was particularly arduous, and the electric tricycle often bumped along the broken cement road.

Behind its slightly upturned rear, the suitcases just happened to block any space for maneuvering.

So much so that it was extremely irritable throughout the journey, incessantly flapping its wings and "Goose Goose Goose—" honking and cursing. Its beady eyes glared fiercely at Qian Tianfu and his apprentice, who kept falling behind, as if it was ready to go up and give them a harsh peck at any moment.