They couldn't overload the vehicles on the highway.
However, almost no one cared about this in the county, and even less in the countryside.
They squeezed into the back seat for a while. Zhang Kun stepped on the gas and went to the countryside.
It was the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month. Qin Xiaomin was already on holiday. She had already brought her child back to prepare for the new year.
Because of the heavy snow a few days ago, the progress of Li Yong's farmhouse was delayed, and the opening ceremony would probably be delayed until after the new year.
Since they were not in a hurry to open for business, the family was not so busy.
When Li Xu and the others returned, the entire family was there.
Li Yong and Li Lei were piling up briquets in the yard. They had probably just unloaded the briquet and left it in a mess.
