In the vegetable garden, a few tomato plants are growing extremely lushly, and the vigorous vitality can be seen in the shiny green and clusters of handsome fruits. The green flame burned extremely vigorously. In the past, when my mother planted tomatoes, although she applied fertilizer and water very diligently, they always grew in a mess.
It was cold, and when I was warming up by the fire at home, I tossed and tossed myself for a long time, but the fire couldn't burn, only white smoke kept coming out. After leaving for a while and coming back, the flames of the fire kept going up, and my father was sitting by the side. Sometimes you wonder whether Dad has grasped the laws of the world, if there are really laws that can be grasped in this world. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com