Picking Loquats

When Yu Bing was framed and got sent for labor reform at the farm in her previous life, she had to follow everyone up the tree to pick fruits. In this life, her recuperation was quite effective, so she wasn't afraid of these things. "Don't worry, I'll pluck all the ripe ones for you!"

Auntie Zhao was relieved to see that Yu Bing seemed flexible and agile.

More than half an hour later, Yu Bing saw that there were only unripe loquats left on the tree. Then, she prepared to come down.

"Mom!"

A calm, powerful, and slightly magnetic voice sounded outside the courtyard door.

"Ah Xing!" Auntie Zhao went forward excitedly. She walked around to see if her son was injured. Being a soldier was a dangerous profession. She would worry about her son whenever she was free.