Gu Ji blocked Gao Bo, signaling him to keep away from the car covered in mud and dust.
To be honest, this car was in a terrifyingly filthy state.
The Jetta, which was originally in good shape, was so dirty that you couldn't tell if its paint was white or gray, and even the windows were tightly covered with black grime.
When going around to the front, Gu Ji casually glanced through the front windshield and noticed the back seat was piled with lots of food.
There were boxes of bottled water, instant noodles, bread, and sausages.
Anyone would think it was delivering goods for a supermarket.
"Wow, did this car just come back from Syria or something..."
Gao Bo joked offhandedly.
Then, the three of them carried a big bucket of fish and walked into Bailin Village.
Not long after entering the village,
Gu Ji felt the lively atmosphere, with many city tourists sitting in groups in the courtyard, gathering around round tables, eating special dishes, and enjoying drinks.
