He picked up the phone holder: "Qiaoqiao, you make steamed buns nicely, and I'll go up the mountain with your sister to see Daxiong first."
"Okay."
Qiaoqiao sighed: "Daxiong is hibernating, I've tried calling it several times, but it didn't move."
[Okay okay okay! Daxiong sleep livestream!]
[Haven't seen Daxiong for months, really miss it]
[Who is Daxiong? Where is the streamer? Are there bears on the mountain?]
[I really want to touch Daxiong's butt...]
[???]
[Something's wrong with you guys...]
[Hey, hey, hey, is no one interested in that honey!]
As soon as he spoke, Song Tan poured a whole basin of water directly into another basin full of pollen.
Stir, knead, and wait for the pollen to become a paste.
Then, carrying the heavy basin, she headed up the mountain.
With the full basin of paste in her arms, Song Tan moved effortlessly, her agile posture and the striking fluorescent green jacket making quite an impression.