As soon as Shen Jiashi's words fell, the voice in the courtyard rang out.

It was the old man who invited Shen Jiashi to go down to play chess, and said that on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve this year, he would have two drinks with him.

Shen Jiashi paused for a moment, and after looking at Feng Xiaoyu for half an eye, he went downstairs directly.

Seeing this, Zhuqing moved a few small stoves with charcoal.

Feng Xiaoyu pricked up his ears and listened to the movement downstairs, which was very lively for a while.

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Chapter 121 of "The Spring Breeze in the Willow Waist" is not a waste person is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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