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"Grandpa, it's windy outside, let's go back."
"Why doesn't she come back? What's so good about the South Country?"
"Maybe my hometown is the place where I feel the deepest affection. There's a saying that goes, 'The accent of my hometown remains unchanged even when my hair turns gray.' The accent of my hometown from my childhood can never be shed, no matter how many years I've been wandering away."
"Ah Cheng, I don't think I'll live long. Please bury me in Wuyang Town after I die. If you find your grandma one day, bury us both together. Fifty years of separation is long enough. I don't want her to be wandering around after I'm gone."
"Grandpa, I'll remember it." The young man agreed with a sob.
The old man looked towards the south. The south is indeed good, but the north has its own pride.
After fifty years of hard work, he could no longer see the prosperity of the South, but their grandsons could enter the South with dignity.
A Ting, where are you?
Woo woo woo, Li Yuting was walking on the sparsely populated street and heard a soft crying sound.
She didn't want to care about these things. She didn't even raise her own children, so why should she meddle in other people's business?
Go back to your own place, light a fire and cook.
The Southern Kingdom was suffering day by day. The emperor was inaction, the court officials were inaction, and the local officials were even more inaction. It was the common people at the bottom who suffered.
Put the food on the table and start eating.
Suddenly, the door was slightly opened, but no one came in.
Li Yuting gently put down her chopsticks, found a machete in the corner, and quietly walked behind the door.
I suddenly opened the door and saw a dirty little boy standing in front of me.
"Auntie, I'm hungry."
Li Yuting's nose was sore when she saw this. She went to the table, picked up a corn bun, and stuffed it into his hand, "Eat it."
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