The rough ridge land belongs to the country road area.

In the urban-rural junction of the Wuzhou border, in addition to the agricultural tractors of the villagers, the harvesters can walk on the flat ground.

Like a tiger, a horse, a big G or something.

No matter how wild these cars are modified, the tires sink into the ridges, and they basically have to stop cooking.

However, the tourist bus carrying passengers is galloping through the golden wheat fields.

I don't know the old driver on this tour bus,

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