C748 Do not allow to mature after the founding of a country!

On a rare day, in the courtyard, Zhuang Diandian was lying on the rocking chair, basking in the sun. She lazily squinted her eyes, and beside her, was the filial He Tong.

Zhuang Diandian curled the fingers of her left hand, immediately sending the fruit forward. She grabbed a grape and threw it into her mouth, "Little Tong, you haven't gone down the underground river in the past few days