131. I am an Iraqi

The happy minibus is running on the rural road leading to Heyang Town in Shangao County, and the loud whistle is chirping happily.

Far away, the fellow who was waiting for the bus at the roadside stop sign heard the horn of the car, and waved vigorously towards the rushing minibus.

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The bus stopped in front of the platform, and the grandmother took her five- and six-and-a-half-year-old grandson on the train, who was holding the grandmother's elderly mobile phone in his hand and singing loudly along with the mobile phone, "White Dragon Horse, hooves facing west......

The hearty driver's eldest brother greeted warmly: "Auntie, take your little grandson to the city to play?" ”

Grandma said happily, "Yes, with a little grandson......

"There is a Shennong Mountain in My Family" 131, I am an Yiren and I am hitting it with my hands, please wait a while,

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