One hundred eighty-three. This pig-slaughtering knife is really scary_1
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"Oh, I'm heading out first."
After saying this, Gu Chen looked down and walked out, taking care to close the door behind him.
Standing in the courtyard, breathing in the fresh air, everything seemed exactly the same, yet inexplicably more pleasing to the eye.
Her lips were soft, and her warm breath carried a hint of sweetness.
Gu Chen fondly reminisced...
Right at that moment, Aunt Zhang had just returned from weeding with Tang Tang.
The two of them, one big hand holding a small one, walked forward as they recited the three-character classic.
Seeing her house door open, the little one stopped reciting, let go of Aunt Zhang's hand, and ran towards her home.
Aunt Zhang, afraid that the child might fall, hurriedly followed behind.
"Slow down, run slower."
As soon as the little one entered the courtyard, she peered around, spotting her dad standing right at mom's door.
Her round eyes instantly widened, brimming with surprise.
"Daddy!!!"