The old man was very unhappy when he heard him:

Talking about money, what feelings do you mention, besides, what kind of friendship do we have!

We failed to rob, and you also took away my firewood and firewood knife, we are all bad people to each other, where do we get our feelings!

But seeing that the bandit grandmother also came over with a sledgehammer, the old man could only open the door from the heart, took the chai he firewood knife, and said enthusiastically:

"Harm, just our feelings, what kind of money is not money

"After picking up the blessing treasure, my whole family has become a control group" The old man's sadness is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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