"What do you mean by living?"

The dry wood in the stove burned quietly, and Ah He turned around and added another fire to it. The sticky red light reflected on her face, rendering a little beauty for Ah He.

Wang Ergou did not answer his mother's question, or he himself did not know how to answer. Growing up, he barely thought about it.

may be used to being free and easy, Wang Ergou has always lived a heartless life. As for whether tomorrow will be cloudy or sunny, he doesn't care at all. Rather than wasting time thinking about those elusive questions, Wang Ergou is more willing to guess what tonight's meal will be.

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"Aladdin's Lamp of Death" Chapter 143: Alive is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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