Good Persimmons Come in Pairs Under the Horse Head Wall

She was tired of working as a cow and horse in Shanghai, and her mother was famous for playing Douyin at the foot of Huangshan Mountain. Jiang Yuan never dreamed that one day her mother would call her domineeringly: "Don't forget about the bad job, resign and go home, my mother will support you, and give you a monthly salary of 20,000, do you want to do it?" Jiang Yuan: "Go ahead! Resign immediately and go home to be your full-time daughter." My mother broadcasts live broadcasts to help farmers work hard. She is still working hard in her middle age. Jiang Yuan, who is born after OO, will never lose money. Who says that starting a business cannot develop your hometown? From lying down at home to providing technical support to his mother, Jiang Yuan met Cheng Yubai, who came to Huangshan to explore the inspiration for the "Intangible Cultural Heritage + Games" linkage during the journey of finding a new self. Love also grew crazily under the beautiful white walls and black tiles of Huangshan Mountain. In the autumn season, the persimmons are turning red in the Ma Tou Qiang farmyard. Jiang Yuan asked Cheng Yubai: "Are my persimmons sweet?" Cheng Yu smiled whitely: "Not as sweet as you."