The villagers from the sweet potato field came over with their tricycle to help haul them back home.
Just as the villager was about to lift the sweet potatoes onto the vehicle, Shen Yan, without a word, easily placed several baskets of sweet potatoes into the tricycle.
Silence surrounded them.
Even Xie Xuan couldn't help but give Shen Yan a thumbs up!
Awesome!
She's awesome!
Feeling like he'd done nothing as a man, Wen Yan seriously wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.
Song Xuan's mouth twitched, "Is there no one in this world that Shen Yan cares about?"
Just as the villager uncle was recovering and about to drive away, Shen Yan hopped on, calling out, "Uncle, hop on."
The uncle was startled, "You want to drive?"
"We dug them up, so we'll take responsibility all the way," Shen Yan didn't see anything wrong with that.
Director Du rushed over, "Shen Yan, do you know how to drive? Don't end up driving into the field."
