Good harvests bring

This time, Meng Shao's mother, Xia Shi, was bedridden and unable to take care of herself, while her grandmother, He Shi, had long wanted to marry off Meng Shao.,At this time of year, the sorghum growing in the fields is thriving, a vast expanse of lush green. It's very dense.,He waited for a while and seeing nothing amiss, his patience gone, he started to fidget nervously with his hair.。