C117 Sand

Spring has come, at last. The flowers were red, the flowers were red, and the flowers were green. There was no such scene in Qinzhou.

Lin Qingqian stood in the field and looked at her two hundred acres of land. She did not know whether to laugh or cry. Although it was close to the river, the sand on the ground really gave her a headache.

"Miss Lin." Niu Er and his wife stood at the side