Song Zhihua embarrassedly scratched the head of the chicken coop before he could comb it, and said with a smile, "Sister, I understand, don't always worry about my things. I'm such an old person and can take good care of myself, sister Nier." Don’t worry about things like that.”

He smiled stupidly, "We have agreed that once the house is completed, we will start preparing for the wine."

"Since you handed me over to take care of the medicine field, and you didn't ask me ...