"Mom, come and see the treasure box I found!" The 8-year-old daughter picked up a rusty box from somewhere on her way to school. After opening it, she was inexplicably sucked in. Zhao Siyu, who was awakened by the thunder, opened his eyes with difficulty. Opening his eyes, he looked around at the dilapidated house, with rain still leaking from the roof, "Xuanxuan! Xuanxuan!" He subconsciously looked for his daughter, who was lying next to him, still holding the old box in his hand. He quickly sat up to confirm her daughter's condition.
"Xuanxuan, wake up! Wake up!" Zhao Siyu shook his daughter and patted her little face.
Now you can play Dafa!
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The author's subject matter is great! Looking forward to the wonderful things to come
The author's subject matter is great! Looking forward to the wonderful things to come