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】【记】【得】【很】【久】【以】【前】【,】【一】【个】【兵】【荒】【马】【乱】【的】【时】【代】【,】【我】【和】【我】【的】【妻】【子】【孩】【子】【家】【人】【生】【话】【在】【一】【起】【,】【虽】【然】【灾】【难】【连】【连】【,】【吃】【的】【都】【是】【一】【些】【无】【法】【下】【咽】【的】【饭】【菜】【,】【但】【是】【你】【们】【永】【远】【不】【会】【懂】【那】【种】【生】【活】【的】【来】【之】【不】【易】【,】【在】【最】【危】【难】【的】【时】【候】【能】【和】【自】【己】【的】【家】【人】【生】【活】【在】【一】【起】【是】【多】【么】【幸】【福】【。】【

】【老】【黄】【站】【在】【自】【己】【的】【摊】【子】【前】【,】【目】【送】【着】【老】【外】【的】【远】【去】【,】【等】【到】【老】【外】【走】【到】【自】【己】【视】【线】【也】【看】【不】【到】【的】【地】【方】【的】【时】【候】【,】【老】【黄】【就】【安】【安】【稳】【稳】【的】【做】【回】【了】【自】【己】【原】【来】【的】【地】【方】【,】【掏】【出】【兜】【里】【的】【美】【金】【,】【美】【滋】【滋】【的】【数】【了】【起】【来】【。】【

】【呃】【?】【还】【没】【等】【白】【陌】【安】【反】【应】【过】【来】【,】【克】【罗】【娜】【就】【向】【那】【五】【个】【人】【的】【方】【向】【跑】【去】【。】【

】【要】【是】【没】【有】【特】【殊】【的】【机】【缘】【,】【他】【是】【不】【会】【收】【徒】【的】【。】【