Close the door.
Chen Rou spat, "Who told you to buy this?" This thing is called a bad omen now, and will be called evil in future generations. It is made of pure cotton, and there are several pieces.
"When I was selling things, the lady in that shop made this at home. She promoted it to me and I bought it for you because it was not expensive." Han Guobin said with a dry cough.
"Selling things?" Chen Rou keenly grasped the key point.
Han Guobin put his old son on the kang and went to get his cotton-padded jacket, which he had bought from outside.
In front of his wife, he opened a secret bag and took out a stack of Datuanyuan.
After putting the stack of money on the kang, before his wife could say anything, he opened another secret bag and took out another stack, which was even thicker than the first one!
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