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In the morning, I ate a half-steamed bun, homemade, very sweet.

Then I opened the pot and found that my mother had steamed two golden bales. As soon as you open it, you will be able to get your finger pumped into your nose with the sweet smell of hot corn and the moist color.

But I'm getting late, and I have to go to work.

So I took out a crisper bag and prepared to take the yellow corn with me.

The corn was just out of the pot, it was so hot that I left it on the bowl on the stove and the bag on the table.

Then I went to wipe my face, clean up my shoes, change my shoes, and put on my mask......

And then I was gone......

When I arrived at the company, I suddenly remembered something......

Yes.

Corn on the stove,

bag on the dining table,

And I'm sitting in the office.

Mine can only think about it and can't eat it! Big corn!

"Life is like a play," the big corn that can't be eaten is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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