It was very cold in Beijing in the 1960s. Li Weiguo walked out of the steel rolling mill carrying a lunch box. He had been wearing it for several years, and he came here with all his clothes on. My father was a martyr and my mother died of illness. He worked as a welder apprentice in a steel rolling mill with a monthly salary of 18.5 Yuan, and was allocated a 53-square-meter house in a courtyard. In this life, he lives in the backyard, next door to the deaf old lady and Xu Damao!
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Make a mark,
Divine book! ! ! ! !
Change the soup without changing the medicine. Just like other plots, I started fishing after writing it for a while.
This is AI, and the author is casually AI, I haven't checked it.