They built all the houses before the autumn harvest, a total of forty-one, one household and one room, but the layout inside is the same, after all, in a hurry, in order to build the house as soon as possible, each of them is busy to take off, except for the necessary rest, or to work in the field, they are basically building houses, even if the sun is scorching, they are not shouting tired.

"Goddess, when are we going to move to a new house?" Someone couldn't help but ask, they already

"I'm Farming in the Primitive Tribe" Chapter 223 It's not good to open my mouth It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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