C291 Poverty-stricken Village

As he said this, He Lin Qing followed her father to a room. The sky had already darkened, and it was hard to tell what was inside.

The father carefully lit the oil lamp on the table.

This shocked He Linqing once again. To think that the lights in this place had not been turned on. This was simply inconceivable.

The noise of the two of them woke the person on the bed.

"Mom