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All the people are fleeing from the famine, I have supplies bursting at the seams.
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Categories: words and feelings
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Crossing + space + cool + planting + infrastructure + daily Song Ning crosses the line, wearing to the ancient times of the ongoing famine, the family is not enough to eat and wear warm, and a group of extreme relatives waiting to see her joke. In the middle of the night by the wind blew away the roof, Song Ning can not bear it: laugh to death, I have space in hand, can let people see depreciation? So, the village found that yesterday the Song family big house stewed chicken, today the Song family big house eat braised meat, tomorrow Song...