The breeze was blowing slowly from outside the dean, and Su Bai was dressed in a green robe and his long black hair was scattered in the wind, and his temperament was fluttering, giving people the feeling of a young man.

"Why don't you hurry up and water, let you pick two loads of water for a morning!" Sure enough, Old Jack's words of reprimand came again.

Old Jack was still sitting at the door of the house, busy with his hands. The last batch of bamboo umbrellas sold well, and we should take advantage of the rainy season to make a few more batches.

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