Yang Fan was already quick, and with Li Wenlin's help, the two quickly finished weaving the bamboo stool and fence.,He kept staring at the white tiger like that, and it felt uneasy. It struggled to burrow into Yang Fan's arms, whimpering "~" It was scared.,When he arrived, he knew they were going to buy paper offerings, so he specially went to Sun Ping's place to buy some small lucky bags.。