The straw and mud were made of the house, and the newspaper on the window had a big hole.

Walking into the house, a beam of sunlight shone on the ground from the middle of the shed, and when I looked up, the roof of the shed was open-air, and I could vaguely see straw spread next to it.

A large group of people sat in the middle of the room waiting for us to come, and the deceased person was a small child, and his hair stood on end when he looked at the small coffin.

Uncle Wang was ...... before

Chapter 85 of "Yin Yang Alchemy Little Taoist" gave birth to a stillborn baby is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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