Mrs. Lu lowered her head, her face was reluctant, "Got it." ”

Lu Rin went back with the grain, which was made of dried corn kernels, which could only be ground into flour and eaten.

The mother was not willing to give a grain of rice, and the two eggs returned to the frame in her hesitation.

He curled his lips coldly, no matter whether he got married or not, his mother would not care, she was ......

Chapter 32 of "Eighty Hoarding Little Wife" She is my wife is hitting her hand, please wait a moment,

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