Transmigrated to the

After the rain stopped, a few strong men from the village were organized to dig up the body. The person had already passed away, and Lin Daya's father still held the rope of the ox tightly in his hand.,How lazy is this To the point where they can go a month without washing their face, because their complexion is already so dark that it wouldn't make a difference anyway. I flipped through the original owner's memories, trying to recall... When was the last time they actually washed their face,Every day he would tease the cats and dogs, and when he saw the young lads from the village, he would flash them a look, whistle a tune or two, and grin, showing off his big, yellow teeth. It was really disgusting.。