After the Spring Festival, time always flies quickly, after eating the dumplings of the Chinese New Year's Eve, after the first year of the new year, Song Di felt that it was just a blink of an eye, and it was the second year of the junior high school, and the aunts came.

The weighing pole slammed into Song Ying like a calf, and knocked Song Ying stumbling for a while before standing firmly, the weighing pole raised his head and grinned at Song Ying with a big mouth: "Sister, Happy New Year, I always miss you, I dream at night, I call you sister, I don't believe you ask my mother!" ”

"Do you miss me, or do you want a rice bucket?" Song Ying asked the scale pole, himself, the scale pole may occasionally think, he must think about the rice bucket every day.

This morning, the rice bucket was ...... early

Chapter 117 of "The Lady of the Peasant Gate is Blessed" New Year's Money is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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