After more than an hour of hard work, the livestock transport truck was finally filled.

Wang Shuo counted a total of eight hundred and fifty, and although there were still many left, he was not worried at all.

After sending Xia Shi away, Wang Shuo said to Zhou Cripple: "Brother Zhou, who else in the village has a tricycle?" ”

"You ask what this is doing......

Chapter 144 of "The Little Farmer with the Magic Pen" Why don't you learn something good You kid is hitting it in your hand, please wait a moment,

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