Qin Songfeng had lived smoothly for twenty years, and suddenly a real young master came from the countryside.
The pampered Qin Songfeng became a fake young master from then on and was sent back to the countryside by his wealthy parents.
Qin Songfeng: The countryside is nice. In the countryside, you can attract cats, dogs, birds and shrimps, which is something that a wealthy young master can do.
While he was leisurely counting the fish he caught today, the frail bamboo horse stood in front of him crying with a small bag on his back.
Qin Songfeng: Did I bully you? Why are you crying?
The bamboo horse that falls when the wind blows: [crying] I miss you.
Qin Songfeng always felt that his bamboo horse was a little sick - both physically and mentally.
He ignored a good young master from a wealthy family and insisted on coming to the countryside to suffer with him. What was he doing?
Until Qin Songfeng spent all his savings and his scalp went numb worrying about money.
Xie Yunting silently opened the small cloth bag he brought, took out a pile of cards, and placed them neatly on the old wooden table.
Qin Songfeng: Rural construction is everyone's responsibility.
If the young master wants to go to the countryside, let him go. At worst, he will be the ancestor's supporter.
Daily flow, handsome attack x beautiful feeling
Intention: Go to bed early and get up early for good health
