lt;The Pocket Dimens

"These days, with the war raging on, our village is probably only able to enjoy food and drink thanks to the Yan family.",The children having returned, a smile lit up the woman's face. She took out a rough earthenware bowl from the cupboard and ladled the cooked vegetables from the pot into it.,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."。