Bai Qingshan put the paper cup on the tea table and lowered his eyes. Feng Yuanwei saw that he didn't make a sound, and then enlightened, saying that pears grow on the mountain of white cattle, and I have seen them several times. Bai Qingshan worries that Bai Niu has no other way to live after getting rid of those plots of land. If he fails, the problem will be in trouble. Feng Yuanwei wiped his sweat and said, just rest assured that the county has come up with a proper plan. Bai Qingshan has a heavy heart. It seems that there is no room for manoeuvre in this matter.
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