C160 Special Poverty Aid Interview

"How could that be?"

Zhao Qinghe tightened his grip on the phone. "No, you won't. Don't overthink it. "

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, sweeping up the sand and sand. He choked and coughed twice. He stood up and walked to the rubbish bin and threw away the cigarette in his hand. "I'm going home now. Don't go to the supermarket first. Let's go together. " After saying that