lt;The Pocket Dimens

"The Yan family is so wealthy, why don't they give the widow and orphans of the third branch a good life They live in that dilapidated straw hut at the end of the village. In summer, they don't avoid the sun, and in winter, they don't avoid the snow. It's really pitiful to look at.",Thinking about it, Yan Xiaosi had no choice but to often go to the pond a mile away from the village to catch fish and roast them for eating. So he ran out of the village.,Chen Dahui let out a cold snort and kicked the sodden Nian on the ground. "This bad omen is probably pretending to be dead, Erhe, Sanhe, keep beating him."。