Lu Zheng rarely slept all night in ancient times, woke up early in the morning, and looked up to the sky.


    Pushing open the door, I saw the old beggar lying on the reclining chair under the persimmon tree, with a fragrant tea in his hand, steaming hot, while he swayed, enjoying the ray of sunlight shining through the canopy of the tree. .


    "Boy Lu, you really enjoy it."


    Lu Zheng said with a smile, "If seniors like it, you can stay longer."


    The old beggar shook his head again and again, "This chapter is not over, log in to read the original text with your book friends! New users can enjoy 7 days of free reading of massive works, come and try it!


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