"I'm actually the grandpa!" Fang Xing excitedly raised his thin right hand, wanting to take a bite and see if he was dreaming.,"How come the ice here hasn't melted yet" Fang Xing felt very surprised, and then went to another warehouse. This one stored rice, and it was Thai fragrant rice.,"This can't be an illusion, can it" Fang Xing bit down on the anchor again without hesitation.。