chapter 22 The power of the bench

There was no electricity at this time, and the villagers were reluctant to light the lamps. As soon as it got dark, the small village became quiet.

Only the creaking sounds still came from Abraham Jin's house.

Gloria Tang used the large tung oil lamp to concentrate on spinning.

On the small bed, Xiao'e slept soundly. She didn't know what she was dreaming about, and her saliva wet the pillow.

"Dongdong, stop spinning and go to bed early."

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