The third grandmother threw out a knife with a cold light out of nowhere: "Boy, take the initiative to cut that thing of yourself, it's important to save your life!" ”

I'm going crazy, cut it, what's the point of living?

"Make no mistake! That dead fat man scolded your aunt, what does it have to do with me! ”

The third grandmother said, "That......

Chapter 30 of "How Many Years I Was Holding the Soil" The Chinese medicine shop is gone, and it is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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