I can go to your grandma's banana peel, and it doesn't make me happy at all. But the two grandsons on the shore were happy, and they were bare-chested and should have bathed in this lake, and they did not expect that a person would come out of this spring, and they were old acquaintances.

They climbed ashore, and at first they were stunned when they saw me, and then the old man who chopped wood began to laugh loudly, "I said little brother, what a narrow road!" Are you of the eighth king? How did they crawl out of there? ”

"I belong to your father!" I was far from the center of the water, but I was in the middle of the lake and marsh, and I don't know if I heard them.

The two guys on the shore started laughing again, I don't know if it was because of my embarrassed appearance or if they were born to laugh

Chapter Seventy-Seven of "All Things Grow to the Sun" The road is narrow, and the hand is hitting, please wait a moment,

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