As he drove the ox cart, Luo Cheng held the reins in his hand and enjoyed the cold wind. His heart thumped.
At this moment, he wished he could fly in front of Li Xiaoran immediately.
He was eager to return.
However, by the time he rushed to the shop, Li Xiaoran and the others had already gone home.
By the time Luo Cheng rushed home, Li Xiaoran went to dig bamboo shoots again.
With no choice, Luo Cheng could only tie the cow up and rush out to look for Li Xiaoran.
At this moment, Li Xiaoran and her father were digging bamboo shoots in a large bamboo forest.
Originally, the father and daughter were still digging in the same place. As they dug, they each went in a direction and gradually distanced themselves.
"Hahahaha, Father, I dug up another very good winter bamboo shoot!" Li Xiaoran had just dug out a winter bamboo shoot and laughed happily.
