The autumn breeze is blowing, and the leaves are falling.

Fluttering yellow leaves like greed and frolicking with the breeze, reluctant to land on the ground to turn into spring mud, back to nature.

The fields that have not been harvested soon after the harvest have lost their aroma, and the earthy smell of exposure to the autumn sun has become stronger.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the cool breeze is cool, and five young men are walking leisurely on the country road on a donkey.

"Big brother, let's go back like this, isn't it too low-key."

Xu Xiao, Tang Hao, Chang Song, Lan Ping, and the eyes of the four of them all focused on Zhu Chengjun.

"As the saying goes: Wealth does not return to the hometown, like brocade clothes at night." Zhu Chengjun muttered, then glanced at the two of them left and right, and said

Chapter 0383 of "The Lord: Fu Yuan" Master Shi Xing is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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