Instead of going to the deer farm canteen, several people cooked in a simple kitchen built next to the wooden shed.

Xiao Zhengping made a temporary decision, moved the table outside, found a slightly empty place and built a bonfire, and a few people gathered around the bonfire to eat and drink - simple but interesting.

Now that spring has passed, the days are getting longer, and at six or seven o'clock in the evening, the sky is still white.

After pouring a few glasses of deer antler wine, everyone was interested, Xiao Zhengping saw that the people around him were all family, although Liu Mengmeng was not counted, but he was also a friend who could make friends, so he told his guesses and plans during the day.

Liu Mengmeng couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this, "......

"I'm Speculating in Eighty" 244.Fuck It's in the hand, please wait a moment,

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