C1161 Each Has Their Own Thoughts

"Yes, Sis Jin Lian. I will come down the mountain tomorrow morning."

"Okay. When you come out of the village tomorrow morning, call sister."

"Yes!"

After the call with Jin Lian, Mao Xiaojun carried the pig food bucket and continued to walk towards Zhang Cuihua's pig shed.

When he reached there, he poured all the pig food into the pig pot. After washing the pig food bucket