Su Xiaoxi never expected that the day before, she was still immersed in the confusion of layoffs. In one night, Bai An and Hong An made small achievements in craftsmanship. All kinds of delicacies were at hand, and relatives and friends rushed to taste them.
Another dream: in the last days, wood powers will be released, fruits and vegetables will be delicious and nutritious, and people all over the country will strive to be well-off.
In the third dream, the immortal world is cultivated, and the interstellar light brain rolls in, and the world goes crazy because of it.
But Su Xiaoxi said that salted fish is salty, and it tastes better when you lie down!
So, hand it all over, go your own way, and let others take more paths!
"Kangkang, can you lend me your meat buns for a bite?" Wang Xiaopang stared at the fresh meat buns in Kangkang's hands, his mouth watering.
"Kangkang, your tomatoes feel smaller than my mouth. Can you compare them with me?" Li Muzi stared at the tomato as big as his fist and told lies.
"Kangkang, can your storage bag hold this desk?" Staring at the palm-sized bag, Teacher Yang still couldn't believe that it could hold things several times larger than it.
"Kangkang, can I borrow your mecha? I want my Bumblebee to know how much room he has to grow."
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Faced with such a colorful world, Kangkang chose to lie down with his mother.
Concept: Salted fish is salty