Shen Xiaoxiao was still talking about the usefulness of corn, while Xiao Yan was looking at her with a smile on her face, until she finished speaking, "I'll pick it when we go back." "Now they can't take all of them with them, at most they can pick a few to eat on the road, and taking them all away is a burden for them.

They were originally gone...

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