Now, he still wears it.
"We have the old one, but we don't need it." Han Guobin said.
"Knit another piece of clothing to keep warmer. We are no longer as fit as we were when we were young," said Chen Rou.
"That's not what you said last night. Why are you still like you were when you were young? It's taking you so long." Han Guobin raised his eyebrows.
Chen Rou quickly looked outside and spat at him: "Don't say dirty words in broad daylight!"
Han Guobin smiled and said, "Wife, what do you think about asking Lao Yang to build a bacon factory?"
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