Lu Sanzhu circled the carriage excitedly, almost drooling.
Shu Yu couldn't bear to watch. Since he was here, she asked conveniently, "Third uncle, can I park my carriage in your yard? "
"Yes, yes, yes," Lu Sanzhu's head was about to fall off from nodding. He couldn't ask for more.
Shu Yu took out her things from the carriage. Just as she was about to call Sanya and Dahu, she saw the two touching and looking at the carriage excitedly.
Previously, they had thought that this carriage was also rented, so they didn't dare to touch it, seemingly afraid of breaking it.
Even Dabao, who wanted to go up, was stopped by the two of them.
Now that they knew that the carriage belonged to them, the two children who were still young could not control themselves.
Shu Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she didn't dare to let them play here alone. If they accidentally provoked the mule and it kicked them, there would be no room for regret.
