Good harvests bring

At this time of year, the sorghum growing in the fields is thriving, a vast expanse of lush green. It's very dense.,Wang Xishun gripped his opponent's neck tightly with one hand, and reached for their child with the other. He looked menacingly and snarled, "You don't know what's good for you! I'll see how you beg for mercy in a while!",Wang X Shun cried out in pain, withdrawing his hand and looking around cautiously. "Who!" he shouted.。