The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings!

At dinnertime, Lin Qian and his wife and Aunt Chen gathered in Wanshoutang, and several sisters also heard about it and clamored to go to Wanshoutang, but were stopped by Kong's mother.

The delicate dishes were brought up and placed on the table like a flowing stream, but the sisters frowned deeply and pondered, and did not look at them.

Rong Jin looked at Rong Qing with a sad face and didn't hold chopsticks, so she had to stroke her empty stomach and sit with them.

It was now the middle of November, and the night was windy, and the cold wind swept in from the gate, lifting the snow-white table with crab claw chrysanthemum trimming, and Rong Jin hurriedly grabbed it.

The rest of the people didn't realize it, and Rong Jin only felt like it on his body

Chapter 38 of "The Concubine's Back House": The quarrel is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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