The old cow and the son died under the knife
When the two of them entered the house, they were greeted by a smell of inferior herbs that 'lingered', Zhu Fei and the noble son wanted to ask if there was anyone in this house, but they heard that there was someone inside:
"Why did you come back to Lao Tzu so soon?" Zhu Fei glanced at the son with a good identity, and he already knew it in his heart, and he definitely wouldn't trouble this son, so Zhu Fei had to speak, he said: "We are not your sons, we are people who have traveled far and come in to ask for a bowl of water to drink." ”
"No!" A voice burst out from the curtain of cloth, deafening, far from the previous weak state, the voice said: "There are no two here, let's go out and find it!" Zhu Fei originally intended to go forward and theorize, he wondered how there could be such a father in the world?
Childe leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Let's go out first."
Before Zhu Fei could speak, he had already said a word and left the door first.
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