"Do you want to pay him?"

"To fight or not to fight?"

In the slow-moving car, the woman asked herself in a loop.

In the afternoon, I was busy with the meeting of Tiancheng Group, and in the evening, I drank and ate with foreign customers, and after dinner, Manager Ma drove home alone. Thinking of Zhiyuan on the way, I don't know how he is doing in a rented house, I am soft-hearted and want to give him some money, but I am afraid that he will suddenly be angry and refuse, not to mention hurting the self-esteem of literary and artistic people, but also hurting the feelings of the couple, and looking for anger in vain.

"Oops...... Do you want to fight...... Tut...... Sizzle...... "The woman pondered repeatedly, and love and worry were stirred into a pot of eight-treasure porridge.

Over the years, he has been making money outside, and every time he gives Zhiyuan money, he needs to find an irresistible reason to accept it - Yangyang's kindergarten tuition, Tsai's living expenses for the new semester, and the family's insurance this year...... More than ten years ago, in Zhiyuan's school dormitory, when Gui Ying was taking care of the boy full-time, Zhiyuan handed over his salary card to Gui Ying for safekeeping, and Gui Ying could spend it as much as he liked. Later, it reversed, Lun Guiying worked, and she also handed over her salary card to Zhiyuan Guan several times, but Zhiyuan didn't want it.

Therefore, how to give money has become a big problem for Gui Ying, especially after the old man came.

The family's financial arrangements were set before they got married: one-third for immediate spending, one-third for them when they were old, and one-third for buying a house. Who wanted to buy a house when he suddenly emptied out, and owed a lot of money, after the mortgage and debt were paid off a few years ago, the two discussed continuing to use their income in the previous way. Gui Ying is busy making money all day long, and rarely has time to spend money on herself, and the living expenses of the two children and the family are large and small, trivial and troublesome, and can only be handed over to Zhiyuan to manage. Originally, the days of running towards a well-off and petty bourgeoisie should have been smooth sailing, but the problem is that Gui Ying is not happy every time she gives money - he doesn't want to give too much at once, he doesn't want to give too often, and he doesn't want to give too generous......

"Oops, it's annoying!" Gui Ying held the steering wheel and complained silently.

Between husband and wife, one makes money and the other does not, and the one who does not earn reaches out or opens his mouth to the one who makes money, this kind of difficulty Gui Ying does not understand, but it is too noble and sensitive, and often causes headaches for the other party. In many formal work occasions, Ma Guiying, as a marketing manager, is often distracted by all kinds of trivial matters as big as sesame mung beans - for example, whether Zhiyuan will have no money to pay when he goes out to buy large things, whether he will go out for a physical examination, whether the company will charge extra for physical examination, and whether there is a more preferential package for cleaning the teeth of the two children...... He Zhiyuan opened his mouth to her a few times because of the child, he is the kind of person who can go home if he goes out to see a doctor by himself if he doesn't have enough money, and Gui Ying is most worried that he is a big man who has a good face and suffers from it, and when he goes out to eat, he doesn't have enough money to eat.

Gui Ying couldn't wait to let Zhiyuan take care of the accounts, just give herself a few thousand yuan a month to spend, save trouble and worry, but Zhiyuan never agreed. This month, he rented a house outside, Gui Ying didn't ask how much rent he paid, and Gui Ying couldn't check the balance in his mobile phone recently, every time he asked him if the money was enough, he always answered that it was enough or that there was more, and he didn't accept it after transferring the account to Zhiyuan's WeChat a few times, and he didn't see him use the money in the bank card a few times.

On the one hand, Ma Guiying admires and even proudly appreciates her husband's high level, but in the real life that is unclear and inexplicable, Zhiyuan's high school really brings her more trouble. The woman didn't think well along the way, and after answering a work call, her thinking shifted. The two most important days of the exhibition finally came to an end, and the middle-aged woman breathed a sigh of relief. Every year, I can witness the smooth development and successful conclusion of the exhibition, no matter how hard or torturous the first two months are, Manager Ma thinks it is worth it.

Gui Ying, who felt sick to her stomach after arriving home, drank two tablets of anti-inflammatory medicine, chatted with the old man for a few words, and then went to sleep in her room with her daughter in her arms. Before going to bed, she listened to her daughter's whimsical nonsense while calculating her income from this exhibition. I calculated it several times, and it was tens of thousands less than the one in the first half of the year, if Wang Fuyi hadn't temporarily introduced her to a lot of customers, it is estimated that she would have lost even more this time. Gui Ying thought that after the exhibition was over, she would have to thank Wang Fuyi for his help.

Before the little love words in Yangyang's mother's arms were finished, my head trembled, and I heard my mother's snoring. The child felt bored, so he slipped out of bed and went out of the room to play with his grandfather. Ma Guiying slept from more than eight o'clock on Tuesday night to six o'clock on Wednesday morning, which can be regarded as a full sleep, and Lao Ma put a lot of heart.

"The little girl who picked mushrooms, carrying a large bamboo basket on her back, walked barefoot through the woods and hills early in the morning. She picked the most mushrooms, as many as the stars, and she picked the largest, as big as the little umbrella that filled the ......basket, and the thia-clad co-clad thio-clad co-la-clad thio-clad thia-clad th-pack thr-th-clad th-pack thr-th-clad th-pack thr-clad th-pack thr-th-clad th-pack

At half past ten on Wednesday morning, a group of children babbled and sang according to the teacher's instructions, and after singing the nursery rhyme, Fang Yinghong, the music teacher in the middle of the kindergarten, turned off the music, walked among the children and asked loudly and slowly: "Have you all learned this song?" ”

The children nodded loosely.

"Is there anyone who can't sing? If you can't sing, raise your hand! Teacher Fang performed the action of raising his hand.

The children at the bottom stupidly watched the teacher perform and did not follow.

"Good! After the babies can sing, let's learn to dance next, dance this song "Little Girl Picking Mushrooms", and when we learn it, we can dance to our parents at the end of the term! Good no good? ”

"Okay—" the children replied with a long tail note, as they were customary.

"Okay, we're going to the kindergarten dance studio to learn dance now, please line up and follow the teacher to the dance studio. Stand up and line up! Fang Yinghong gestured with both hands urgently.

More than 20 four or five-year-old babies lined up in a twisting rainbow line under the guidance of Teacher Fang, and Fang Yinghong, who was in her thirties, took the children to the spacious dance studio to learn to dance. After arriving at the dance studio, Fang Yinghong went to turn on the machine, find videos, and adjust the sound, and the middle class students who entered the kindergarten dance studio for the first time were attracted by the colorful interior decoration, and instantly ran and jumped and shouted in the dance studio.

One of the boys ran around after his beloved girl, who trotted and giggled in front of him, and when he looked back at the boy and saw that he was about to be caught, the little girl whistled and ran violently towards the door. The door was a transparent glass door, and the little girl didn't see it clearly and thought it was open, so she rushed forward with great speed and force, intending to hide outside the door and poke the little boy.

"Bang-" The glass door vibrased, and for a moment everyone's eyes looked towards the glass door of the dance studio. I saw a girl first stick herself on the transparent and clean glass door, and then fell backwards under the action of gravity, and then hugged her head and cried.

Fang Yinghong was startled, hurriedly went over to hug the child, and when she picked up the child, a walnut-sized red envelope bulged out on her forehead.

"He Yiyang? He Yiyang? Yangyang doesn't cry...... "That's right, the little girl who hit the door is He Yiyang." How bright and smiling Fang ran just now, how heartbreaking it hurts to cry at the moment. No matter how comforted Fang Yinghong was, it was obviously a bit serious.

"Fang Qitao, did you bully He Yiyang again?" Teacher Fang sternly questioned the little boy chasing the girl.

"Nope! We're playing, she slammed the door by herself......" Fang Qitao shrugged his shoulders in fright, but his words were very steady.

Fang Yinghong sentenced him innocently, so he could only settle the other children and go to their homeroom teacher with Yangyang. The head teacher saw that the injury was serious and cried even more, and decided to contact the parents.

"Hey?"

"What?"

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Lao Ma was lying on the sofa watching a TV series when the phone rang. At a glance, it was Gui Ying who called, and the old man hurriedly got up to answer.

"Teacher Gang Yangyang called and said that Yangyang hit the glass door, I will be busy and can't get by, if you ...... now"

"Okay, okay, you don't care! I'm going to kindergarten right away! Lao Ma didn't wait for Gui Ying to finish speaking, and directly interrupted her and shouted.

"Okay, then you can go. It's not serious, don't be in too much of a hurry! Gui Ying advised.

"I know, hang it up."

The old horse hung up the phone, put on his shoes and took the key, and strode straight to the kindergarten. Ten minutes later, the old man arrived at the kindergarten with the northwest wind, and found someone following the familiar cry of the old horse. The child was already crying weakly, and when he saw his grandfather coming, he howled with one mouth, and opened his arms and cried to hug him. A hard pimple the size of a red date appeared on the big little face of the steamed bun, blood oozed from the place where the skin was wiped, and the white and tender forehead was blood-red, and the nosebleed that could not be wiped out no matter how much the small nostrils wiped...... Teacher Fang was on the side to help wipe the nosebleed, and explained to Grandpa Yangyang how the child was hit, and the old horse held Yangyang's heart and felt pain, where could he listen.

"Hello, Grandpa! I am Mr. Zhao, the homeroom teacher of Yangyang. I would like to ask who is more convenient to contact the parents of Yangyang now? We didn't get through to Yangyang's father's phone just now, and finally found Yangyang's mother's phone number from Teacher Liu in the primary class, and it turned out to be you again! Another female teacher next to her stepped forward to talk to Lao Ma.

"Oh! Teacher Xiao Zhao, hello hello! I'm her grandfather, I'll leave my phone here! "The old horse was so anxious that he forgot to switch dialect to Chinese.

"Oh...... Okay, you write it here! We will contact you as soon as we have something in the future! Because I know that Yangyang's mother has been busy, and I have seen you often picking up and dropping off children recently! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Lao Ma held Yangyang in his left hand and picked up the pen with his right hand, and in the column of Yangyang's family, he honorably signed the three words of Ma Jianguo in small letters. For so many years, there have been few things that have been more exciting than this signing. The fate of his daughter, Yingying, is strongly related here in a very official way, and the old horse is overjoyed, and a great sense of accomplishment and victory hangs over the old horse.

After greeting the two teachers, the old man took the little girl to a nearby community hospital. At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many people who saw a doctor, and the shocking cry when Yangyang entered the community hospital instantly attracted everyone's attention. The first two patients saw that the child was crying miserably and his head was blood-red, so he quickly gave way and asked the old man to enter the consultation room.

The doctor checked, the bleeding was not serious, it was a little porcelain, and the bulging bag was as hard as a walnut, which was quite scary to look at. The doctor and nurse treated the external injury, and then prescribed some external medicine, which was considered to be the result of hitting the door. After leaving the hospital, the old man pulled the bandaged child on his head and found a wooden stool on the side of the road to rest.

"My baby is crying! If you hum and chirp again, I have to criticize you! You're as tiger as your mother, and you're far worse than your mother. Your mother was chasing a male doll when she was a child, and you were chased by a male doll and hit the door - look at your virtue! When your mother was a child, she fell from a two-meter-high persimmon tree, patted her butt and got up by herself, without saying a word, and when she came back, she could pull a big firewood! Look at you, bumping into a bag is like killing a pig, so that other nurses don't dare to do it! The old horse let out a big sigh after speaking, and then took out the sweat towel in his breast pocket to wipe his sweat.

"Hmm-" Seeing being criticized, Yang Yang cried and pounded his grandfather's knee.

"How biao your mother was when she was a child! was trampled by the cow and chased the cow to fight, and the boy lost the fight, she had to have another fight, when the sheep were herd, every ditch of sheep ran over her, and people rode bicycles over her, and she punctured the tires of the human car! The boy in an alley is obedient to your mother, and the boy next door who is older than her doesn't even dare to pass in front of his grandfather's house! Look at this ability, how many female dolls have your mother's ability? What- your mom gave birth to your flimsy little idiot? After the old horse finished speaking, he poked the rippling little nose.

Yang Yangnu was angry, opened his mouth to bite his grandfather's index finger like a puppy.

"Don't cry! You cry so much that your mouth or brain hurts, stop and stop first! Yes, you think about it, what snacks you want to eat or what toys you want to buy, and this time you will be fulfilled! As long as you cry, can you? You just need to cry, what do you want to buy for you - is it a deal? The old horse listened to the child crying for more than half an hour, and he was tired of it.

Who knew that this trick really worked, and Yang Yang immediately stopped the pear blossoms falling in the rain as if he was performing, and nodded obediently.

"Are you going to have a snack or a toy?" The old horse asks for the villain's opinion.

"Toys...... Snacks – no! I want toys ......" The tear-stained child was dumbfounded by the unexpected joy that suddenly fell from the sky, and apparently had not yet figured out the answer.

The old horse let out a laugh from his nostrils.

"I want to buy a robot, just like Fang Qitao...... The same robot. The black eyes rolled for a long time, and finally thought of the answer.

"What kind of robot do girls buy! This is not good, think again! "Lao Ma is not satisfied with this plan.

"Uh-huh, I'm going to buy a robot!" The little obediently shook his little hand and twisted his little buttocks, and his little mouth grinned, and a bloody fake cry was coming.

"Oops...... Come on, for the sake of your injury, I will buy it for you! ”

The old horse relented, pulled up Yangyang and went to a nearby supermarket to buy a robot. Today, the old farmer can be regarded as having made a bloody investment and bought a big robot for more than 60 yuan. The child, with a white bandage around his head, no longer felt pain, and held the robot all the way to talk to it.

"Woo - fly! You're Superman! Fly fast......" said the child in a slender voice to the robot.

"Oops...... I'm out of power, I can't fly, what should I do? The shallow robot replied to the child.

"It's okay, I'll cheer you on! Tick – add it! You can fly! The villain said.

"Oh well! I'm flying! Look how high I fly! See my wings? I can fly with you to the birds...... Woo-" said the robot.

"I'm flying, too! Shall we go over there and eat ice cream on the white clouds? The little man asked.

"Excellent! Lost - here it is! You sit on this white cloud and wait, I'll buy you ice cream, and I'll be back right away! Lost—" The robot replied.

"I want another tart, no, two!" The kid said.

"Roger! You're waiting for me! But...... What if I don't have any money......" the robot asked.

"This hee-hee...... I don't either! Can you borrow money from your friends? The kid asked.

……

The old horse came back from the supermarket all the way to find a small shop to eat, the little man was pulled by his grandfather and didn't have to look at the road or walk hard, a person talked to himself and played two roles, and had a lot of fun. At the end of this road, the old horse turned into an alley, and suddenly the little man looked up and asked the old man.

"Grandpa, may I ask you a question?"

"What?"

"Are robots human?"

"Hey...... What kind of question are you asking? What a human being is a robot! Seeing that the child didn't understand, Lao Ma added: "Robots are not human. ”

"Oh...... Is that Spider-Man human? ”

"It's not! Spider-Man is a spider, and it is a spider not a human after all. Like Zhu Bajie, Zhu Bajie is a pig, not a human! ”

"Alright! Is Superman human? The child asked a series of questions.

"This ...... What is Superman? The old horse asked rhetorically.

"Someone who can fly."

"Oops...... This ......" the old horse scratched his cheeks and replied, "Superman...... Not count. ”

"Oh—is the villain Arieti human?"

"What's Brother?" The old horse bowed his head and asked for advice sincerely.

"It's such a small person." Yang Yang used the index finger and thumb of his right hand to draw an ant-sized volume.

"Oh! Isn't this the same as Tuxingsun and Nezha! Oops...... Villain...... Count it! The old horse was asked this time, and he couldn't answer, but fortunately he fooled the little baby.

"Is the bad guy a human being?"

"Hahaha...... Of course the bad guys are people! A bad guy is not a human being, why do you call him a bad guy? The old horse scratched his head and replied.

"A robot is a human being, so why isn't it a human?" Yang Yang held up the robot, and his eyes released a million whys.

"It doesn't eat, people have to eat, go to the toilet, sleep, talk, quarrel with people, it's not a human without these things!"

"If my robot can sleep, talk, and quarrel, ...... So is it a human being? ”

"Uh......" the old horse couldn't answer.

"If the robot ...... If you defeat someone, what will you do with that person? What do we do? If robots kill people, will we still be able to live on Earth? "The brain-injured child's skylight suddenly opened, and today he had to break the casserole and ask the end.

Obviously, the experience of the old horse is not enough.

"Don't ask! You're bothered to ask! Let's eat dumplings, three fresh dumplings, celery dumplings, mushroom dumplings, don't you love dumplings? You save up the questions first—ah! After Lao Ma finished speaking, he took Yangyang around and went to a Northeast dumpling restaurant.

The two of them ate a little late for lunch today, and ordered an extra leek meat dumpling. After a tender, fragrant, and hot dumpling is put down, the villain has no more reason. It didn't take long for the three plates of dumplings to be eaten, the grandparents and grandchildren wiped their mouths dry, the old horse snorted, and then started a serious topic.

"Meal--finished, injury-bandaged, then grandpa will send you back to kindergarten, and then grandpa will go home and sleep by himself, won't you?" The old horse deliberately teased the little doll.

The little girl holding the robot in her left hand instantly turned her face from white to embarrassed, and her small mouth grinned to the standard posture of crying.

"Let's go!" The old horse got up and went to pay the bill.

Yang Yang sat on the stool, his small body cold for a moment.

"Not leaving?" The old horse came back to urge her after paying the bill.

"I ...... Can you ...... Don't you go to kindergarten? The child choked up and asked in a very low voice.

"That's not going to work! How expensive is kindergarten tuition! If you don't study cultural classes, you will be the same as your grandfather in the future-will you mix in the tunli? After the old horse finished speaking, he pulled Yangyang down and dragged him to the door of the dumpling shop.

"I don't want to go to kindergarten!" Two angel tears were shed in one second.

"What? Did Fang Qitao beat you again or did someone bully you? The master is looking for him to settle accounts! The old horse asked in a thick voice.

"No—yes, but I don't want to go...... I can ...... at home Go to school? The little man immediately went limp, squatted on the front of the dumpling shop, and held the old horse's calf and didn't leave.

"Oops...... Yes, yes, but only the two of us know, and no one can say in the future! If you want your parents to know, they will not only beat you, but also beat your grandfather! What's the matter? You can't tell your brother either, your brother loves to sue the most, it's very bad! Hey, by the way, you can't stay at home in vain, you have to memorize two poems, and grandpa can promise you not to go to kindergarten. ”

"Yes, yes!"

The negotiations went very smoothly. The child straightened up and stepped out of the dumpling shop.

"This is our little secret, don't tell anyone else!" The old horse was triumphant.

"Hmm." Yang Yang stopped her tears and picked her nose as if she had nothing to do.

"Grandpa taught you the first song...... Oh, what do you know......?"

On Meilong Road at noon, the green shade sandwiches the road, one old and one young, swaying. The old horse looked up to the sky or lowered his head, and he couldn't think of it for a while, and suddenly a mouth patted his crotch and said, "Oh, there is!" Teach you to pair pairs. You read a sentence, listen to it—'more to less, easy to difficult.' Tiger standing against the dragon'. ”

"More against less, a pair of men, protective gear against the dragon plate." Where does Yangyang understand what his grandfather teaches, just follow the old Shaanxi dialect and memorize it word by word.

"'The dragon boat is against the phoenix, and the white crane is against the Qingluan'." To be honest, Lao Ma didn't understand it. Since I was a child, I have been reading along with my husband shaking my head, and even after reading it hundreds of times, I still don't understand many words, and I have forgotten the meaning of what my husband taught in my early years.

"The dragon bell is to the harvest year, and the white box is to the green mountain." Yangyang's back is numb, and it is just a children's rhyme.

"'The wind is blowing, the dew is shining. Embroidered hub to carved saddle'. ”

"The wind is fine, the road is tuantuan, Xiugu is against Diao An."

"'Fish swim in the lotus leaf marsh, and the heron stands on the ...... of the flower beach'."

The tranquil Meilong Road, because of this charming recitation, is particularly clear and pleasant.

Bao Xiaoxing bought a ticket back to his hometown last night, and went to work in a clothing store this morning, in order to make more money, he could ask for as little leave as possible. During lunch at lunch, she called Gui Ying and asked her if she wanted to bring anything back or from her hometown. Gui Young wants to send some gifts to her second brother, and the two make an appointment to meet at Hyosung's house in the evening. Hyosung picked up Hakseung from school in the afternoon, had dinner with her son, and told him that she would be going back to her hometown. Although it was only six or seven days, the mother and son could not give up their parting. After some advice and three explanations, Hyosung sent his son back to the farmer's market.

Malatang's leave was invited last night, and Bao Xiaoxing only left himself one night to pack up his things. It's good to pack up her own things and give gifts to her old family, and the woman is stumped for a while. Fortunately, at seven o'clock, the girl Xiaotang came, one to help her with her luggage, and the other to see her off. Seeing that her sister was in a deadlock, Xiaotang divided her head by two and a few gifts to be selected, and then the sisters quickly went to the nearby specialty supermarket.

At nine o'clock, when the two of them came back with large bags and small bags, Ma Guiying also went downstairs in the Fuchun community and entrusted the gift she had prepared for her second brother to Hyosung. The three women hadn't seen each other for a long time, and after going upstairs, they murmured and shouted, and then Gui Young and Xiao Tang helped Hyosung pack up their daily needs, and Hyosung ran to the room to call his daughter Mei Mei. After Xiaotang sent Sister Gui Ying away at ten o'clock, she bought a lot of snacks for her sister to eat on the way in the store downstairs.

"Xing'er will leave tomorrow, what can you do to send her? You two are stiff like this......" Before the old man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a middle-aged man.

"Don't babble, how many times have you said it in one night!" Zhong Li was annoyed, so he took a lighter and cigarettes and left the shop.

"Stop, stop...... You can get by, but pull down, whose life is worried. The old man looked at his son's departing back, muttering in his mouth, feeling lost in his heart.

It was already past nine o'clock, and Zhong Neng washed a few clothes and went to bed. Tomorrow morning he has to send him to school, so he doesn't have to get up at four o'clock, so he can sleep a little longer. The old man was lying on the bed worried, worried about how to explain to his immediate boss, Manager Li. It's understandable to be late for a day or two, but sending a child for seven days in a row means being late for seven days, even if he is a sixty-five-year-old man. After all, the workplace is all about contracts and terms.

"If you ask you to send it, you will send it! Let's find another one at this age, no matter how good it is, it's not as good as the original match! At eleven o'clock in the evening, in a small hot pot restaurant of more than ten square meters, Lao Tao, who had the same big belly as Maitreya Buddha, wiped his sweat and said to Zhong Li.

"Hey......" Zhong Li lowered his eyebrows and shook his head, with a look of indifference.

"Go and send it, repair and repair the relationship between the two of you, no matter how wrong you are, we are not in the sub-bureau!"

"Feelings are only divided into haves and haves, how can there be anything that cannot be repaired."

"Na...... Is Xuecheng no longer emotionally attached to you, or are you no longer emotionally damn towards Xuecheng? Lao Tao puffed out his right cheeks and asked.

"Tsk...... Don't talk about this, drink and drink! Zhong Li raised his head and drank a small glass.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about your family, I'll talk about other families. Does Lao Qin in the market know? Now a new tea shop has been opened, which is bigger and more magnificent than the original, tea sets, tea pets, and tea leaves from all over the world, the store is on Hongfeng Road, and the business is not bad! ”

"Lao Qin's virtue - stealing, cheating, and trolling, I think he can't do it for long! Now this business is not the first ten years, people are stupid and make more money! Zhong Li snorted through his nose.

"Tsk! Don't talk about Lao Qin like that, he has a bit of a temperament, he can't stand people's diligence, doing business is like this, more work and more rewards! You, both of us, have to learn from others - learn from others' diligence! "Picking the door but the kind-hearted old Tao can't get used to Zhong Li's current depression, and always thinks of ways to mobilize him and inspire him.

"Humph!" Zhong Li squeezed his eyes and dismissed.

"Do you remember Xiao Jia in the fresh food area - the one who was beaten by his brother and daughter-in-law? People don't sell beef now, I heard that I opened a Chaoshan beef hot pot restaurant with a friend, which is not bad! I passed by the door of his store once, and there were a lot of customers in the store! ”

"Xiao Jia is an honest man, he caught up! Good luck! Zhong Li didn't raise his eyes to eat the vegetables.

"He's lucky? Is my wife and mother lucky like that? You're a person, it's not my brother, I'm talking about you, you're so depressed, I can't see that others are better than you! What do you think so? It's only going to get more and more messy! We have to recognize ourselves and accept ourselves, and then we can develop well and do a good job, right? ”

"I'm like this, how else can I fall?" Zhong Li broke the jar and fell, his face had already been grinded, and he was not afraid of Lao Tao's ridicule.

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