Song Zhiwei touched the general's head and tried to find an excuse to explain it away. Fu Chenshi's expression was obviously unbelieving, but for some unknown reason he didn't say anything more.

Two days passed by. Although Song Zhiwei did not go to the town to sell things, she was still as busy as a spinning top. Everything at home in the field was tidied up. She was good at working in the field. Her first time growing herbs, the villagers They didn't have much sense of ...