Chapter 56

n't starve, and sharing it with you is also my own willing."After all, how else could she make Rong Da lao now owe her a favorRong Zhaonan looked at her clear, black eyes like grapes, silent for a mom...nly get to eat it once a year, during the festivals.Several young children also gathered around the seven or eight catties of meat, excitedly jumping and shouting: "Meat, eat meat!"The old scribe angr...