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.,A sharp pain struck, and Wang Xi Shun couldn't bear it. He clutched his hand and let out a pig-like squeal on the spot.。