Early the next morning, to every hardworking and struggling ordinary person, the sunlight was a sign of prosperity.
This year, the Chief is reforming old things for new, and Huaxia is entering an era of prosperity and strength.
However, some people's moods were particularly gloomy and dark.
"You scoundrel, what on earth have you done!"
An old man with a crane-like face, white hair, and a mustache, leaning on a cane, was angrily scolding.
If you only looked at his appearance and posture, you would definitely think this old man was a righteous and honest person.
But the sinister look in his eyes at the moment made him feel like a cunning old poisonous snake.
Qin Shou was bowing his head, not daring to make a sound. After returning last night in utter disgrace, he tossed and turned, pondering the whole night, feeling that the whole matter seemed greatly related to Lin Hai, unfortunately, there was no evidence.
"Damn Lin Hai, I will definitely tear you to pieces!"
