When we arrived at the riverbank, it was evening, and there was still a little green left on the fields along the river, the rice and corn had already been harvested, and the only straw in the fields was scattered around after being crushed by the harvesters.

The tent was pitched in a sheltered corner a few hundred meters from the river bank, facing east. Not far away is a road that leads to a distant town. In addition to the aquatic plants on the riverside, there are a few lonely trees in the field, and it is difficult to find the green. On the vast expanse of the field, look

"There is no utopia in this world" 140 Chapter 103 So I choose to be lonely is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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