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Chapter 146: As long as she needs me, I am always there 11

Maybe this is the money people use to support themselves in old age and buy cemeteries, bah bah...

"Girl, just take it! Although we four elders are not as good as those rich people, we still keep our word, otherwise you will make us lose face even when we are old." Pichi said with a smile, and kept moving his hands.

Scratching himself all over.

"Um... Mi Taotao, scratch my back."

He ignored him lazily and said, "Scratch it yourself."

"Will you scratch it for me? I can't reach it, right? Really, hey...hey...you old man, scratch it for me, and you'll lose some flesh."

"Meat, where is the meat?" Beichen, who was concentrating on eating meat, asked blankly. He had just finished eating the meat in his hand. He was worried about when the auction would end and he was still going to get some pieces of meat to satisfy his craving.

Mi Taotao flew over with a slap, and Beichen quickly dodged it. "If you eat your meat, what else do you do besides eating meat? It's an insult to my personality to share the same name with two people with such weird names like you."

Lin Youyou looked at a few people playing around in a funny way. Although these people have completely different personalities and live in completely different places, the harmony between them cannot fit into any one person. "Who else is bidding now, if there is no second one?

The treasure belongs to the four seniors."

The people below originally had the attitude of watching a good show, but several worldly experts have started bidding. Who will say anything anymore?

"Since no one has spoken, please invite four seniors to come up and reveal the mystery of the second treasure! Please." As soon as she finished speaking, she had already flashed to the stage and removed the white cloth like lightning.

It was revealed.

"Girl, tell me what this bowl of white rice is." He was curious as to what she could call this bowl of white rice. "This is Baijiami."

"Hundreds of rice?? Isn't it all rice?" He wondered why a little girl like her made these things!

"Senior, you don't know! There was once an allusion. There was a child from a rich family who loved to get into trouble and did not do his job properly. In order for her son to change his ways, her mother gave up all her family wealth. She took her son to beg all the way every day.

They only begged for one liter of rice. Others thought they were pitiful and wanted to give them money, but her mother refused to accept it. At that time, everyone thought her mother was crazy, and they only ate that one liter of rice every day. His son never knew why he begged for it every day.

The rice that came back would be red when cooked. He only knew that her mother had spent all her money and took him everywhere to be discriminated against and beg. He only knew that he kept complaining about this and that, and he didn't even notice that his mother was getting worse and worse.

My body is getting older and weaker." Everyone began to be fascinated by the merits of this story and wanted to know the plot behind it. How can there be such a fool in the world now? It would be better if I just gave birth to a son.

"Until the one hundred days came, she thought that her son would become more sensible after these one hundred days of tempering. Unexpectedly, his son turned into Bengali and learned to beat and scold his mother at every turn. That day his mother begged

It took him a long time for him to stay and watch his mother make his last meal of one liter of rice. That day, he watched dumbly as her mother pulled out a sharp dagger and cut her fiercely.

On his thigh, the blood kept flowing, and the redness stung his eyes, making him sluggish and frightened."

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