Good harvests bring

By this point, Wang Xishun wouldn't have the patience to deal with things at home. He would first go to the sorghum field and get what he needed, then talk about it later.,Wang Xishun was covered in mud, his face smeared with it, and some even stuck to his forehead. Seeing Meng Yue trying to get up and run away, he immediately grabbed her ankle and dragged her back.,The sorghum field was silent, with only the sound of the wind answering.。