"Deducted from your mother's bride price"

"Take it from your mother's curry?" Zhu Xiongying trembled and looked at his son vigilantly.

"What price?"

"Three points." Zhu Biao replied casually.

"What about the three points that were good? I only ask for 30%. ”

"Three points!" Zhu Xiongying's face sank:

"Three points of herbs, how can it be compared to the three points of my mother's marriage?"

"It's a treasure trove!"

Zhu Biao scolded secretly, but still said honestly:

"Well, your grandfather wanted to build a big river, so we got all our income from him."

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