Rong Zhao, male, Nin

There, Rong Zhaonan dragged the cart and Ning Yuan together to the old classroom of the village school.,Huang Xuehong's eyes lit up immediately: "That's right, Tan Xiaoxia, bring some out. You are all like-minded people. Don't be stingy like a capitalist! We'll give you scallions, ginger, and garlic!",Carefully, he took out a small amount of fried rice flower and earthen tea from inside.。