"What?"
Chen Muyang didn't hear anything at all. "Lazhua, come closer to the truck bed and listen to what Brother Zhao said."
"Oh oh." Song Zhuer obediently leaned back slowly.
"Brother Zhao, what are you talking about?"
"I told Mu Yang to drive slower. It's too fast and dangerous!"
"Brother Muyang, Brother Zhao said to drive slower, this is too fast." Song Zhuer said close to Chen Muyang's ear.
"Okay!" Chen Muyang responded and stepped on the brake.
There was only a click.
However, the tractor did not slow down. Chen Muyang stepped on it more than ten times, but there was no response.
Going downhill, the tractor's speed increased, almost reaching seventy mph.
Although Chen Muyang was a little anxious, he remained calm, holding the steering wheel with full concentration, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.
"La Claw, tell them to hold on tight and sit tight! Let's experience the speed and passion!"
He believed in the driving skills given by the system and first calmed them down so that they would not be afraid or worried.
"La Claw, let me teach you to sing. I'll sing a line and you'll learn it."
"Okay." Song Zhuer looked excited.
“Here we are, our hometown, in the fields of hope.”
"Smoke wafts over the newly built homes."
"The river flows beside the beautiful village."
"One is pink and the other is yellow."
"Ten miles of lotus ponds, ten miles of fruit fragrance."
"Aheyyohoyaeryoeryo."
"Hey, we've lived on these fields for generations."
You sing a line and she learns it.
Chen Muyang was controlling the tractor and was about to get home.
I remember there was a field next to the yard with high ridges, so that's what I did!
"La Zha, everyone, hold on tight, sit still and don't move!" Chen Muyang's eyes fixed, and he gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands.
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