Waiting for the sun to sink in the west, and there was no more shady place at the door of Chu Li's house, Mo put away the needlework and fabric, turned around and entered the house.

Osmanthus had nothing to do, so she hurriedly followed, and while no one was paying attention, she whispered in Mo's ear: "Mother, about eating fresh that winter...

Chapter 183 of "The Farmhouse is Full of Osmanthus Flowers" The greenhouse and the sun room are being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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