Lu Miao resigned.
The biscuits drawn by the leader were too dry and I couldn't swallow them.
She doesn't want to endure it anymore!
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Fired the boss and returned to the small mountain village
The wind of the twelfth lunar month blew
Powder-like snowflakes are flying down
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Standing next to the ancestral house with green bricks and green tiles
In front of you is the gurgling stream, and behind you are the mountains.
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In the twelfth lunar month of winter, everything is silent.
Lu Miao took a deep breath and walked into the warm little stove room.
Respond to policy calls and actively build our hometown.
If you have space, spiritual springs, food, and land, isn't that better than being cooped up by capitalists?
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However, how come you keep planting and growing something else... Something?
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Pei Ze: Woman, ha!
※Author's words
An old house, a stream, mountains and fields, and a handsome guy as a gift. Sister Miao's life is definitely the author's ideal retirement life!
Anyway, if you pass by and see it, just treat it as if you own it, let us all follow Sister Miao to enjoy it first!
Welcome to read the final article "Dressed to Become a Rich Lady"
Purpose: Self-reliance, adequate food and clothing
