I'm a delivery boy.
With a monthly salary of 3,500 yuan, life is harder than coffee.
Do three things every day.
Deliver food.
Repair electric cars.
Suffered from Lao Chen's spanner.
Until I took an urgent order to the Great Wall.
The takeaway was not delivered.
By the way, the earth veins that had been broken for three thousand years were repaired.
Later.
The bronze mask from Sanxingdui made me cry in the museum.
The surface of the South China Sea turned completely white overnight.
The golden light of Qin Ling's mound immediately became a hot search topic.
Experts unanimously agree: earthquake light.
Netizens agreed: the delivery man was repairing the sewer.
Now the whole Internet is looking for the delivery man who repairs sewers.
Only I know.
The Earth's immune system will wake up in ninety days.
And me.
Is its only antibody.
(Grandma Zhang's leek and egg dumplings are still frozen in the refrigerator. I have to come back to eat them.)
