"Indeed, very useful."
Lu Aiguo rode his bike while testing it and in just a short while, he successfully propped up a thin protective shield. Suddenly, the cold wind couldn't touch his body anymore.
He quickly arrived at the house in Jingtou Village to pick up Xie Jiang, Lu Aijiao, and Zhang Ming. After locking up the front gate, Lu Yun, as usual, left a spiritual power mark on the door.
When they arrived, the three of them had already finished breakfast and packed up the bedding they used last night. As for the other New Year's goods and luggage, they had finished work half a day early yesterday and had already transported and securely strapped everything in the parking warehouse.
Considering that there would be many people at the old home and the distances between Yushu Village, Xie's village, the factory, and the township were far, keeping two tricycles in Haicheng would suffice.
