In early spring, the dry willow branches on the street pull out some green shoots, gently swayed by the wind, and it is beautiful in a flash.

The lush and slender fingers gently knocked on the door, and only a few "bangs" were heard.

An old woman's voice came from the house, "Who, here, here."

It was an old woman who opened the door, bent over her waist, and after Hu Panpan explained her intentions, she led them in.

"How much are you going to sell" Hu Panpan knew the neighbor's mother-in-law and took the initiative to ask.

"Our neighbors, I'll give you a real price directly, 30 taels of silver, and we'll cash it

Chapter 13 of "The Soul Wears into Su Zhe's Wife" Buying a house is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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