It was in autumn, on a large piece of cotton floor, a young and beautiful girl was sitting on a tractor, surrounded by picking cotton, and the white cotton ball was blown up by the wind and fell on the girl's hair.

Xing Ye helped the girl pick the cotton and said with a smile: "Xiaoqin, look, the cotton is all stained on her head."

The girl turned around and smiled, "Brother Gui, let's drive the tractor, I can drive it."

Master Xing jumped onto the tractor, pointed to the endless cotton field in front of him and said loudly: "Go! Let's go!"

Rumble...

The tractor started, and the girl held the handlebars and was so scared that she kept screaming.

The two of them sat on the tractor and gradually disappeared at the end of the cotton field...

His dream will not wake up.

I looked down at the old man on the broken bed. He was still laughing, but a tear suddenly fell from the corner of his eyes.

I took off my hat and bent down and bowed.

"Hiss Xing."
Chapter completed!