Qianqian was busy taking care of the child during the day.
It was only at night that she had time to come out and have some fun.
As they walked, they were attracted by a row of food stalls on the roadside.
Especially Qianqian, who as a young lady, had no idea what a roadside stall was, had just boasted about roasted cold noodles and was clamoring to taste stinky tofu next.
Chen Fang had no choice but to give in to her.
They were just about to head to the stinky tofu stall.
When someone suddenly shouted, "The city management is coming!"
As if receiving some kind of signal.
The whole row of stalls sprang into action and fled in a panic.
At that moment.
Two city management pickup trucks stopped quickly.
Seven or eight city management officers jumped from the trucks and quickly surrounded a watermelon stall that had not been retracted in time.
Under the direction of a chubby guy in a white shirt.
