Old Yang hurriedly stopped and carefully looked at the people surrounding him.
Upon this glance, his face showed surprise and joy.
"Er Guoqing? Li Damin? Yang Yi? Is it you three!"
The three people opposite were initially startled by being directly called by their names, then seemed a bit angry.
But when they saw Old Yang clearly, their faces showed surprise.
"Uncle Lin?"
"Old Yang?"
"Is it you?"
Then the three looked behind Old Yang.
At first glance, they noticed the well-rounded figure of Yang Mei, and their eyes lit up.
Then they looked at Yang Mei's face, showing surprise again.
"Yang Mei?"
"Huh? It's really Yang Mei?"
The three even ignored the existence of Liang Yuan, their faces full of surprise.
Liang Yuan scanned these three, noticing the middle one was tall and strong, with full muscles and slightly dark skin, typical of someone who has worked hard for years.
He had a horse face with a broad nose, slightly large nostrils, and held a hoe in his hand.
