The car stopped at a wide square near the mountaintop. From afar, Zhang Yang could see a row of wooden-style bungalows on the north side of the square.
For a moment, Zhang Yang felt a bit dazed; the design of this place seemed familiar and reminded him of the reservoir inside the mountain pig breeding base Brother Ye had taken him to before.
Old Wu got out of the driver's seat, waved to the two cars behind, and everyone quickly parked their cars and got out.
"Let's go inside and eat first! Once we're full, I'll take you to the reservoir!" Old Wu acted like he was at home, directly opened the door, and ushered everyone inside.
"Uh, where's the reservoir owner? Is it okay for us to just waltz right in like this?" Zhang Yang hesitated slightly.
Old Wu slicked back his stylish hair and said, "My uncle will be here later. Only my aunt is here now to cook for us!
Just follow me in. Once you're here, it's like being at home! Taste my aunt's cooking!"
