Song Jin was free, and then he remembered the mess of things piled up in the house.

The rice and flour are all put in the kitchen.

also turned out a few jars of wine, Song Jin sent one jar to his cousin-in-law, and the nine aunts of the Lizheng patriarch all sent one jar, and sent out four jars at once, and there were only two jars left in the house, Song Jin thought that the eldest brother loved to drink, so he sent two jars of wine to the eldest brother's room.

"Ah Jin, how about you take a look at this carriage?"

Song Jingbei went up the mountain early in the morning to cut down trees.

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