Chapter Eight Hundred Seventy-One
Long Xiaoshan parked the vehicle in the village's threshing ground at the entrance.
A group of children playing with firecrackers near the village entrance scattered as a large vehicle came toward them and stopped right in front of them.
They dispersed with a bang.
Then, standing at a distance, they couldn't help staring with intense curiosity.
There were also several other vehicles parked on the threshing ground.
Today was the second day of the new year, and sons-in-law from outside were visiting to pay New Year's respects.
Thus, the village was much livelier than usual.
When a son-in-law visits, he definitely brings along his dignity.
However, the few cars that were parked on the threshing ground were just ordinary sedans, the best among them being a Toyota SUV. None were like the fierce Raptor F150 pickup truck, which sat there like a wild beast.
