''I'm here's my house,'' he pointed to a triangular pavilion in the corner of the wall, and from this angle he could vaguely see it: ''Fu Xian Pavilion'''.

''That's what you drove it!'' ''The statement asked. ''Well, sort of, I've always made this place my home, how about getting in and sitting!''

The old man made a gesture of please with one hand. The statement followed him to the triangular pavilion, inside the hall were several old-fashioned round wooden tables, on which were placed tea and several carved figures, the picture was vivid, next to it was a table tennis table, with 2 rackets and 2 orange table tennis balls, and continued to walk inside, through two doors, on the left and right sides were still two elegantly arranged rooms, outside was a viewing platform jutting out of the lake, with several round tables and rattan chairs, and two children of 7 or 8 years old were swinging on the swing, giggling.

When the old man walked in their direction, their voices had already come, and this scene reminded the statement of his daughter, how she is now, whether she will also miss her father, "Come, sit here," the old man pointed to the small round table in the middle, and as soon as he sat down, a middle-aged aunt brought two cups of tea, and the old man said, "Please use tea", and then picked up the teacup and began to drink it by himself!

When the tea was halfway drunk, the old man gently lifted the table on the table, "Chu River Han Realm" chess diagram, the old man reached into the round cabinet below, tinkered with it a few times, and took out a pair of gold-carved chess pieces from it, stating that this was the most beautiful, exquisite, and luxurious chess he had seen since he was born, and he almost opened his mouth wide, showing an extremely surprised expression!

"Tomorrow Can Come From" Chapter 8 Run or Flee 27 is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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