"yes, I know." 23.225.191.252,23.225.191.252; 0; pc; 2; Grinding Iron Literature

"No, it's fine." The more Wen Wen's happy emotions are expressed, the more confused Shan Jingming becomes. But it doesn't matter, as long as she's happy, he's happy.

In the following days, Wen Wen's life was much more uneventful. Every day when she gets up and eats to cut pigweed, Shan Jingming will wait for her on the road she must pass; When I came back, I helped He Denan clean up the house and clean the yard together, and sneaked to the village entrance to paint at night, and nine times out of ten you could see Shan Jingming

"Just" practiced at the entrance of the village. After thinking about the theme all night, she didn't decide on it, and because of Shan Jingming's words, Wen Wen didn't know whether to say that she was too lucky or that he was too godly, and she always knew what she was thinking.

23.225.191.252,23.225.191.252; 0; pc; 2; Compared with a few families in the village who sold their daughters to the city to be child brides, their family is much better.

Of course, this is also thanks to her pretty face and the silent funding of the single family. At this moment in his mind, countless possibilities appeared, the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, the more chaotic he became, he was so anxious that he didn't dare to go out to find it, firstly, he was afraid that he would alarm his father, and secondly, he was really badly beaten by that stick yesterday, and now his back hurts hotly as soon as he walks.

Such days lasted until the penultimate day before Shan Jingming enlisted in the army, when the appearance of a Hongqi sedan shattered the quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the village.

23.225.191.252,23.225.191.252; 0; pc; 2; Why did the grinding iron literature think of Shan Jingming again?

Really......

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