Zhao Xuewen traveled back in time to 1953 and became the youngest grandson of the Zhao family. He carried a space with him that could automatically collect grain, vegetables and meat. My parents were transferred to the west, and my three siblings stayed with my uncle. He secretly mixed the water with spiritual spring water every day. Cousin Zhao Jiefang was lying in bed bragging about hunting wild boars. He pushed his butt out and opened the grass - there was a golden eagle with drooped wings nestled inside. The days in this courtyard have changed since I picked up an eagle.
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