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After breaking through the first floor, my stomach began to protest. Bing Yu got up and took out the meat hanging on the post from the toilet and went outside.
In front of the hut is a small river, and behind it is a hill cultivated by ice and rain. On the left is Xujiazhuang, and on the right is the Forest of Warcraft. It's a geographical seat with four developed links. Bing Yu raised the meat with his left hand and covered his stomach with his right hand. I don't know if it's a stomachache or a hungry stomach. Maybe both.
The meat was sent by Xu Da and others, and it was nearly dusk when Xu Da came back from hunting every day. In Xu Da, every time they come back from hunting, they always bring a little ice rain. Bing Yu has never refused. He knows that he has no ability to make a living at all. If he refuses politely now, he will starve to death.
Ice rain deeply remembers that kindness in my heart. As the saying goes,' the grace of dripping water is rewarded by a spring'. Now the ice rain is unable to repay them, but it does not mean that the ice rain will not repay them. Bing Yu is waiting, and when he has the strength, he will repay them ten times and one hundred times.
Ice rain with meat in one hand came to the river and skillfully set up matches to make a fire. Therefore, a teenager who is born twice at a time, and the ice rain has not risen from the beginning, has gradually become skilled.
Kethleen took a stick and put the meat. ...