“mom!I’m 30 years old,You still hit me like this,Don’t you be afraid of others’ jokes“Wang Youcai said,Cheng Yueqin doesn’t pay attention,Grabbed the broom in his hand,And then ran towards the upper room。
In the upper room,Wang Degui lying on the big kang,Smoking the dry tobacco pipe right now。When he saw Wang Youcai,Like an electric hit,Sat up suddenly。 “dad!I read from the newspaper that our village was hit by flood again,So many days have passed since these three rushes and two rushes,Okay atContinue Reading