"Hehe."
"Hehe."
Xue Jian glanced at the corner, where Lin Li and Bai Bufan were currently in a silver smile state, murmuring something indistinctly. He hesitated to speak, but ultimately couldn't be bothered, just shook his head disdainfully and continued with his routine reminders:
"First, traffic safety. Visiting relatives and friends, going out to play, don't mess around on the roads, obey traffic rules; Second, fire safety, setting off fireworks and firecrackers during the New Year..."
This talk went on for four or five minutes, thoroughly covering all angles and very detailed.
Yet these reminders were plain and ordinary, just routine matters, the same old things, and in fact, not many people were actually listening—
"Whoa, Old Jian really reminded me."
"I didn't know what to do during the winter break, how about we guys living in Yangang get together during the break and mess around setting off fireworks on the road?"
