"Buzz buzz buzz..."
The cockroach with the black chest was making up jokes about Mr. Fuli, basically saying that he tended to forget things easily but was still quite frail.
After finishing, the cockroach posed as if it were about to receive a beating with a slipper, acting dramatically.
It punched Mr. Fuli, but whether it killed him or not was uncertain.
However, Mr. Fuli would certainly reach for the heaviest object next to him and angrily bash the enemy's head repeatedly, with the severity depending on the object's weight.
Generally speaking...
Besides Ah Qing, there should be no one else who would pinch Mr. Fuli's cheeks and call him weak.
"Haha..."
In the kitchen, Lin Ying watched the cockroach's silent performance through the window and found it amusing enough to record on her phone.
......
Meanwhile, on the road in Changxi Town.
Ah Qing carried the little fox on her shoulder, humming a tune as she walked towards the farmers' market.
