C564 How about You Use Your Hands to Measure It?

It was already the tenth day of the new year. Yang Ming accompanied Qing Dai to Yunnan Funeral Burial Grounds again.

Everything was simple, and it took three days. In the blink of an eye, winter vacation was over.

"Bastard, stop right there!"

On the night of the thirteenth day of the new year, Yang Ming, who was about to leave the house, was stopped by his mother