Chapter 1055: 1055
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Song Zhao was silent.
[Ding Dong -]
[system refreshing...]
[fragment recognition: + 1%]
[total recognition: 12%]
A dark and rough hand took it slowly.
Oil paper open,
Inside, five white steamed stuffed buns that had been cold were exposed.
Each steamed stuffed bun is very big, and there is oil seeping out at the bottom,
The meat fragrance overflowed and dispersed in an instant.
The man sipped his dry lips.
He didn't eat all day. His stomach was empty and hungry,
His hand clenched slightly,
Reason told him that he should lose it.
He doesn't accept handouts from others.
The man's eyes are slightly cold.
Just,
His hand didn't move and he still maintained that position.
"Woof, woof, woof?"
The big black dog doesn't understand his master.
It's hungry, too,
But if the owner doesn't eat, he doesn't dare to eat.
The big black dog sat down and looked at him.
last,
He watched his master sit down and put the meat bun wrapped in oil paper in his arms,
He ate quietly and gave it one of them,
There is still no expression on Mingming's face,
But the sensitive big black dog could feel it,
Its owner seems a little confused.
[Ding Dong -]
[system refreshing...]
[fragment recognition: + 1%]
[total recognition: 13%]
……
……
night,
When I talked to my mother about the cloth farm business,
Fu Sheng offered to help.
Aunt Wang was naturally happy and readily agreed.
She had long wanted her to enter the cloth farm and start learning to do business,
But the original owner only had Liu Dian in his heart. He didn't want to touch those complex things at all, so he kept refusing.
It's hard to figure it out now. Naturally, it's excellent.
Aunt Wang was worried about her, but now she's completely relieved.
Early the next morning,
Fu Sheng followed Aunt Wang to the cloth Village.
At noon,
Thinking of her own man, she casually found a reason and came out of the cloth shop.
On the street, she bought several large pieces of pancakes and a kilo of mung bean cake, which was very heavy.
Although I know that song Zhao should not eat or even lose it,
But Fu Sheng still wanted to send it to him.
The sun was very hot and dull at noon,
The temperature on the ground is very high and the vegetation is wilting,
Fu Sheng held an umbrella and walked along the field path.
This time she learned to be smart. Instead of wearing embroidered shoes, she wore some pricked cloth shoes.
These cloth shoes are basically worn by women doing farm work. They are convenient for work and resistant to dirt.
Fu Sheng walked to the remote field with an umbrella.
Today's sun is very big. Song Zhao changed a field to plough,
When the heavy hoe was waved into the mud, the dull sound was very regular.
He was still bare, dark, and looked as hard as iron,
The caked muscles were protruding and sweating faintly.
Fu Sheng put down his umbrella and looked around.
Song Zhao's kettle and straw hat were on the other side.
She took something, thought about it, approached him a little, soft way,
"Song Zhao, I brought pancakes and mung bean cake today. I can't finish it. Will you share some?"
The man paused,
Fu Sheng didn't bother him either. He went to the other side and put his things next to his kettle.
When it's ready,
She grabbed the kettle,
There is some light inside. It seems that there is still some water left.
Fu Sheng looked at the man in the field who was hoeing the ground without saying a word,
She blinked and picked up the kettle she had brought,
Pull off the plug and pour some in.
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Song Zhao was silent.
[Ding Dong -]
[system refreshing...]
[fragment recognition: + 1%]
[total recognition: 12%]
A dark and rough hand took it slowly.
Oil paper open,
Inside, five white steamed stuffed buns that had been cold were exposed.
Each steamed stuffed bun is very big, and there is oil seeping out at the bottom,
The meat fragrance overflowed and dispersed in an instant.
The man sipped his dry lips.
He didn't eat all day. His stomach was empty and hungry,
His hand clenched slightly,
Reason told him that he should lose it.
He doesn't accept handouts from others.
The man's eyes are slightly cold.
Just,
His hand didn't move and he still maintained that position.
"Woof, woof, woof?"
The big black dog doesn't understand his master.
It's hungry, too,
But if the owner doesn't eat, he doesn't dare to eat.
The big black dog sat down and looked at him.
last,
He watched his master sit down and put the meat bun wrapped in oil paper in his arms,
He ate quietly and gave it one of them,
There is still no expression on Mingming's face,
But the sensitive big black dog could feel it,
Its owner seems a little confused.
[Ding Dong -]
[system refreshing...]
[fragment recognition: + 1%]
[total recognition: 13%]
……
……
night,
When I talked to my mother about the cloth farm business,
Fu Sheng offered to help.
Aunt Wang was naturally happy and readily agreed.
She had long wanted her to enter the cloth farm and start learning to do business,
But the original owner only had Liu Dian in his heart. He didn't want to touch those complex things at all, so he kept refusing.
It's hard to figure it out now. Naturally, it's excellent.
Aunt Wang was worried about her, but now she's completely relieved.
Early the next morning,
Fu Sheng followed Aunt Wang to the cloth Village.
At noon,
Thinking of her own man, she casually found a reason and came out of the cloth shop.
On the street, she bought several large pieces of pancakes and a kilo of mung bean cake, which was very heavy.
Although I know that song Zhao should not eat or even lose it,
But Fu Sheng still wanted to send it to him.
The sun was very hot and dull at noon,
The temperature on the ground is very high and the vegetation is wilting,
Fu Sheng held an umbrella and walked along the field path.
This time she learned to be smart. Instead of wearing embroidered shoes, she wore some pricked cloth shoes.
These cloth shoes are basically worn by women doing farm work. They are convenient for work and resistant to dirt.
Fu Sheng walked to the remote field with an umbrella.
Today's sun is very big. Song Zhao changed a field to plough,
When the heavy hoe was waved into the mud, the dull sound was very regular.
He was still bare, dark, and looked as hard as iron,
The caked muscles were protruding and sweating faintly.
Fu Sheng put down his umbrella and looked around.
Song Zhao's kettle and straw hat were on the other side.
She took something, thought about it, approached him a little, soft way,
"Song Zhao, I brought pancakes and mung bean cake today. I can't finish it. Will you share some?"
The man paused,
Fu Sheng didn't bother him either. He went to the other side and put his things next to his kettle.
When it's ready,
She grabbed the kettle,
There is some light inside. It seems that there is still some water left.
Fu Sheng looked at the man in the field who was hoeing the ground without saying a word,
She blinked and picked up the kettle she had brought,
Pull off the plug and pour some in.
Song Zhao was silent.Ding Dong -system refreshing...fragment recognition: + 1%total recognition: 12%A dark and rough hand took it slowly.Oil paper open,Inside, five white steamed stuffed buns that had been cold were exposed.Each steamed stuffed bun is very big, and there is oil seeping out at the bottom,The meat fragrance overflowed and dispersed in an instant.The man sipped his dry lips.He didn't eat all day. His stomach was empty and hungry,His hand clenched slightly,Reason told him that he should lose it.He doesn't accept handouts from others.The man's eyes are slightly cold.Just,His hand didn't move and he still maintained that position."Woof, woof, woof?"The big black dog doesn't understand his master.It's hungry, too,But if the owner doesn't eat, he doesn't dare to eat.The big black dog sat down and looked at him.last,He watched his master sit down and put the meat bun wrapped in oil paper in his arms,He ate quietly and gave it one of them,There is still no expression on Mingming's face,But the sensitive big black dog could feel it,Its owner seems a little confused.Ding Dong -system refreshing...fragment recognition: + 1%total recognition: 13%night,When I talked to my mother about the cloth farm business,Fu Sheng offered to help.Aunt Wang was naturally happy and readily agreed.She had long wanted her to enter the cloth farm and start learning to do business,But the original owner only had Liu Dian in his heart. He didn't want to touch those complex things at all, so he kept refusing.It's hard to figure it out now. Naturally, it's excellent.Aunt Wang was worried about her, but now she's completely relieved.Early the next morning,Fu Sheng followed Aunt Wang to the cloth Village.At noon,Thinking of her own man, she casually found a reason and came out of the cloth shop.On the street, she bought several large pieces of pancakes and a kilo of mung bean cake, which was very heavy.Although I know that song Zhao should not eat or even lose it,But Fu Sheng still wanted to send it to him.The sun was very hot and dull at noon,The temperature on the ground is very high and the vegetation is wilting,Fu Sheng held an umbrella and walked along the field path.This time she learned to be smart. Instead of wearing embroidered shoes, she wore some pricked cloth shoes.These cloth shoes are basically worn by women doing farm work. They are convenient for work and resistant to dirt.Fu Sheng walked to the remote field with an umbrella.Today's sun is very big. Song Zhao changed a field to plough,When the heavy hoe was waved into the mud, the dull sound was very regular.He was still bare, dark, and looked as hard as iron,The caked muscles were protruding and sweating faintly.Fu Sheng put down his umbrella and looked around.Song Zhao's kettle and straw hat were on the other side.She took something, thought about it, approached him a little, soft way,"Song Zhao, I brought pancakes and mung bean cake today. I can't finish it. Will you share some?"The man paused,Fu Sheng didn't bother him either. He went to the other side and put his things next to his kettle.When it's ready,She grabbed the kettle,There is some light inside. It seems that there is still some water left.Fu Sheng looked at the man in the field who was hoeing the ground without saying a word,She blinked and picked up the kettle she had brought,Pull off the plug and pour some in.
