The scorching sun is scorching, and it has only reached the summer solstice, and the heaven and earth have been heated into a furnace, as if they have entered the heavens.

But the bad guys don't stop because it's hot. I must take advantage of the summer weather when everyone is so hot that we are fascinated by it. It's like a fly, the hotter it gets, the more rampant it flies.

The splendid silk village in Yongle Fang was stolen.

Yes, it's Yongle Fang again.

As soon as the shopkeeper opened the door this morning, he saw that the container was miserable, only a little cotton coarse cloth remained, the famous Jiangnan silk weaving, the cloud brocade known as the colorful clouds in the sky, and some other precious silk satin, all of which were looted.

Yesterday, the shopkeeper left half an hour early because of something at home. It was the shopkeeper who stood alone until the evening

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