sweat……

Tang Xiaobao felt so wronged that he wanted to cry.

He was not sorry for Liu Qingqing, he was sorry for Wanru.

I've been alone in the empty room all night.

But there's no way to explain this.

Tang Xiaobao smiled bitterly and shook his head, forget it, let’s go downstairs to eat.

Just as I reached the door, Yaoyao came over.

"You rascal, my aunt treats you so well."

After saying that, Yaoyao also left.

Tang Xiaobao became even more depressed.

You little girl, this is an adult matter, why are you interfering? What do you know?

…

As soon as Tang Xiaobao appeared yesterday, Bazhong was in an uproar.

Many photos of Tang Xiaobao appeared on several large local life forums in Bazhong.

Before anyone knew it, Tang Xiaobao became famous again.

While I was having breakfast, I heard a car horn outside.

After Tang Xiaobao took a few bites, he heard Xiao Hei's cry outside.

A truck and an off-road vehicle were both parked in front of Tang Xiaobao's house.

"Move, move, move! Take all the rice and oil off the truck." A man holding a bag was giving orders.

Many villagers came to watch the fun.

Tang Xiaobao and his family also came out.

As soon as the fat man saw Tang Xiaobao, he came over and said enthusiastically, "Mr. Tang."

Tang Xiaobao felt that this person looked familiar.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Yu Qingming, Mr. Tang. Have you forgotten me? It was you who cured my cancer last time. If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago." Yu Qingming stepped forward and shook hands with Tang Xiaobao.

Tang Xiaobao then remembered and said a little embarrassedly, "I've been suffering from insomnia lately, and my brain isn't working well. It's Mr. Yu. I was wondering why he looked so familiar. By the way, who are you?"