At the entrance of the school, there are villagers from Shuangkou Town, peaches and dates grown by their own families, and a snakeskin bag is spread on the ground, some of them are playing the kind of big umbrellas that can often be seen in small stalls, and some are burrowed under the trees that are bubbling up with thorns.

"Can you sell it all the time?" When I went out, my aunt was standing in front of the peach shop, covering a sheet.

"Eh, that's where I'm playing." The uncle sat cross-legged on the snakeskin bag of his jujube shop, and I only glanced at him, and he shook his pipe.

"I don't know if I'll be here in a few years, hahahaha."

"Miscellaneous Conversations in the World" Uncle and Aunt are hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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