C205 A Pot of Porridge(1)

The road here was narrow, and with this block, Feng Tingting's carriage could not turn, and could only stall.

"Sister, why are you here? Why didn't you greet me when you came?"

Feng Huilan's voice came from outside, but Feng Tingting did not want to bother with her.

"Sister, what's wrong? Big Sister came but didn't say anything?" Feng Huilan knocked on the carriage wall