Yang Yukun and Han Chunming moved the things out of the house and used a tricycle to transport them to the entrance of the village.

Pull the small items first and leave the larger items like a wardrobe for later.

"Brother Xiaowu, can you do it alone?"

"Don't worry, it's no problem."

"Slow down."

"become."

The human-powered tricycle was so full of things that there was no room to sit inside, so Yang Yukun stayed at Uncle Zhang's house while Han Chunming pulled the things to the entrance of the village alone.

There was a lot of stuff and it took me six trips back and forth to finish it.

"Look at how dirty you are, your back is covered with dust." Uncle Zhang patted the dust on Yang Yukun's back.

Han Chunming said, "Uncle Zhang, let's leave first and come back to see you when we are free."

"good."

"Brother Xiao Wu, you go first. I will catch up with you later. If you are thirsty, I will drink some water."

Yang Yukun went to the kitchen and poured a bowl of water, took out the money from his pocket and put it on the table.

This old man was worthy of being a scout. Even at his age, he was still strong and strong. While I was patting his back, I stuffed the money into his pocket.

Fortunately, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his perception ability is stronger than ordinary people.

"Uncle Zhang, I'm leaving. I wish you a happy new year in advance. I wish you a happy new year, good health and a long life."

After saying hello to Uncle Zhang, Yang Yukun ran away quickly and chased Han Chunming.

The last thing he pulled was a large wardrobe, which couldn't fit in the human-powered tricycle, so Yang Yukun could only run behind it.

Han Chunming, who has been practicing martial arts since he was a child but has excellent physical fitness, rode a human-powered tricycle to pull a large wardrobe, and his speed was not much faster than him.
Chapter completed!