"Ahhhhh!"
"Ahhhhh!"
As soon as he woke up early in the morning, Chen Ye suddenly felt an itchy nose and sneezed twice in a row.
"Who is scolding me?"
Chen Ye rubbed his nose, feeling a little puzzled, his physique has never been cold, these two big sneezes...... Could it be that someone is cursing behind his back?
At this moment, the old man Erhu got up lazily, sleepy, his hands scrambled beside him, not knowing what he was touching......
"Where's my bucket?"
Suddenly, the old man Erhu sat up in shock as if in a dying dream, and instantly woke up.
Widened his eyes and looked around.
Where did the bucket that I was used to putting next to my bed go?
The corners of Chen Ye's mouth twitched, and the bucket seemed to have been taken away by himself......
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