Chapter 474

Yang Fan was carrying a pot filled with dirt and chicken meat, stuffed along with a broken bowl, to the side of the main road, but he couldn't find Old Sir Shen or Liang Laoshi anymore.

"Gone back?" Yang Fan muttered to himself, preparing to head straight back to the village committee, when suddenly a voice came from above his head.

"Hey, up here."

When Yang Fan looked up, he was instantly stunned.

These two old guys were seriously awesome.

They were actually lying on tree trunks drinking alcohol, each on their own trunk, and they seemed quite comfortable at that.

It's just that the liquor they were drinking seemed a bit makeshift, apparently, it was some very cheap sorghum wine.

No wonder he had smelled some alcohol around him just now.

"How did you two elders get up there?" Yang Fan called out, looking up at them.

"Of course, we climbed up." Liang Laoshi said with a smile, "Don't look at our old arms and legs, we can still climb trees."