The villager who was pulled over by the middle-aged driver curled his lips. His words were filled with disdain for ye Linlang.
“You... you seem to be old Chen’s cousin, right? Do you usually carry customers? Did you drive them here just now?”
The middle-aged driver nodded blankly, not knowing what to say.
The villager advised the middle-aged driver earnestly.
“I advise you to stay away from that jinx. Anyone who touches ye Linlang will be unlucky! That’s proven by history! The song family’s Granny and her family are bloody examples! It’s better not to accept this guest in the future.”
The middle-aged driver was stunned when he heard that. He suddenly felt that the three big red bills in his pocket were a little heavy.
Although it was almost the new year, they were still in the mountains after all. Everyone would rather climb a mountain path with broken legs than take a van, unless they were going to the city.
