The old man is like automatically shielding the driver's words, no matter how the driver yells, she doesn't even look at me, her eyes are always on me, making me a little uncomfortable, and a little scared, if the driver is not next at this time, I may have to drive away.

"Do you see my grandson?" The old man said something over time, and his voice was as if he had never opened his mouth for twenty years, so hoarse that I felt that my throat was dry and sore.

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Chapter 70 Do you see my grandson is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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