When I opened the door, I saw a very cute child, with the same black marks on his face as if he had been bombarded, and his forehead was a little bigger, not as big as when I was a child.

The child is so cute, and when they meet, they say, "Uncle!" and they don't recognize life at all. I joked, "Coke, what are you doing here?" and Cola told me that my son wasn't dead, and that he was telling me he was dead to protect him.

But my son calls me uncle.

"I was born to be the richest man in town" 018 My son called me uncle is hitting his hand, please wait a moment,

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