Old Wim was under the thatched hut, preparing to go up.
As a result, Evan lay in his retirement position, which frightened old Wim, who quickly shrank back and prepared to disappear into the tall grass.
"Old Wim, you want to come over and slack off again."
Evan said, opening one eye.
Old Wim was shocked, turned around, patted his old waist with his hands, walked over and said: "Oh, my waist is old, I can't bear it..."
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