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Yan An, who was originally an orphan, suddenly lost his soul and his family was destitute. He didn't have any copper coins in his pocket, and he even got a small bun to support him. Isn't this too unlucky? Working hard to make money, mythical beasts come to help, Yan An carries the little buns to create the ancient version of the first village! "Mother, mother, where are daddy?" Little Baozi pulled Yan An and asked. "Daddy went to pick the moon from the sky." "Oh?" A handsome and handsome man came to the moon and pinched Yan An's chin with his slender fingers. "Where do you want to hang the moon, Madam?" "On your face!" Yan An slapped the man away, stepped on the table and drank, "Don't hinder my farming! Get back!"