The wind of the cold winter wax moon, the biting cold, especially in the middle of the night, in the dead of night, makes people feel that they are starting to chill from the heart.

Chen Jingshan squeezed the grip of the motorcycle tightly with both hands, even if his hands were numb from the cold, he felt that he could endure it any longer, and when he arrived at the entrance of Shuitian Village, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

The whole paddy field village is brightly lit, and the lights of almost every household are on, and at the same time, there are many people standing at the entrance of the village, either watching the excitement or helping

"Return to My Age of Innocence" Chapter 142 Kindness Can't Be Forgotten It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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