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On a rainy day, Han Ze continued to carve the Ruyi Guanyin root carving of Boss Chen in the carving room next door. Yang Qiubai couldn’t go to work in the fields, so she took out the sewing basket and shoe patterns and prepared to make cloth shoes for Han Ze. This man didn’t know what was wrong with him. He just bought him new shoes, but he kept muttering that the shoes he bought didn’t fit his feet and were uncomfortable to wear. She thought angrily that before they got married, he wore the shoes he bought all day long. She didn’t know how he got through it.
Even so, she felt sorry for her man. Since he thought the shoes he bought were uncomfortable to wear, she would take advantage of her free time to make him a pair of cloth shoes. What a simple thing. Fortunately, when she made shoes for the two children, she had pasted the lining and cut the soles and uppers one by one according to the shoe patterns. Considering that Han Ze’s left foot was shorter and his right foot was taller, she deliberately made the sole of the left foot thicker when she made the thousand-layer sole. In this way, when the shoes are made, Han Ze will not have uneven feet when wearing them.
The couple was carving in the house and making shoes in the main room. The arrival of Hu Guiying broke this rare peace.
Hu Guiying’s cloudy old eyes swept around the yard, but she didn’t see Han Ze. Her face was a little dark, and she asked expressionlessly, “Where is Han Ze?”
“Mom, are you here?”
Yang Qiubai put the shoe sole he was sewing in the sewing basket, stood up, moved a chair, put it behind Hu Guiying, and said with a faint smile: “Mom, sit down, Han Ze is busy in the house.”
Hu Guiying didn’t sit down, and asked with a bad face: “What is he busy with?”
Yang Qiubai smiled and didn’t care about her tone, and said: “He took a job some time ago, and he is busy rushing to finish it. He has to hand in the work soon. During this period, Wu Bin and others called him out for drinking and playing cards, but he didn’t have time to go. He was carving at home all day.”
Hu Guiying’s face became even worse, and she said: “You ask Han Ze to come out, I have something to talk to him about.”
Yang Qiubai didn’t intend to disturb Han Ze from carving. She smiled calmly and said: “Mom, it’s the same if you tell me.”
Hu Guiying felt a little blocked in her heart. It felt like she came to her son’s house to find her son, but she couldn’t find anyone. But she also knew that Han Ze When carving, he cannot be disturbed easily. She had no choice but to say, “Your eldest sister’s family is too busy building a house, and Han Cheng and Han Sheng don’t have time, so Han Ze has to go. Tell him to go tomorrow morning.”
Yang Qiubai frowned and said embarrassedly, “Mom, Han Ze is busy with the work and can’t spare the time. Boss Chen is waiting for the Ruyi Guanyin to be carved and given away. We have signed a contract with Boss Chen. If the work is not completed by the deadline, we will have to pay compensation. Besides, Han Ze’s hands are used for carving. If his hands are rough, it is disrespectful to the work. How can we let him do rough work? What if he hurts his hands while doing rough work?”
Hu Guiying snorted coldly, “Before you got married, I didn’t see Han Ze pay attention to these things. What do you mean by rough hands being disrespectful to the work? You are talking nonsense. He used to hurt his hands with a carving knife, and he didn’t say anything.”
Yang Qiubai didn’t care about her tone and said with a smile, “Mom, let’s not talk about the things before I got married. Since I got married, I have never let him do any work, either at home or in the fields. His hands are treasures, and the carvings from his hands are works of art. We are all country women who don’t understand art, and we don’t care about art or not. I just know that Han Ze can make money and support the family with his hands, so I have to protect his hands well and carefully. I can’t let them get hurt. I’m thinking of going to the market to buy him some hand cream for his hands.”
After Han Ze finished carving a part and came out to pour water, he happened to hear the conversation between the two and was very moved. He looked at Yang Qiubai and said deeply, “Wife, you are so kind.”
Hu Guiying glanced at her son with a greasy look, her face was not very good. Yang Qiubai’s long string of words was almost like accusing her of not cherishing Han Ze’s hands and making him do rough work. It would be strange if she looked happy.
Yang Qiubai next to her got goose bumps all over her body. She turned around and glared at him: “What are you doing here?”
Han Ze shrank his shoulders, raised the cup in his hand, and said weakly: “Pour water.”
Yang Qiubai’s face straightened, took the cup from his hand, and said nonchalantly: “It is more important to carve, I’ll be at home. If there is no water in the cup, just call me and I will pour it for you. Don’t delay your work.”
Han Ze said vaguely: “But, but I still want to go to the toilet.”
Yang Qiubai: “…”
When Han Ze came back from the toilet, Hu Guiying said directly: “Han Ze, your eldest sister is building a house, you have to go to help her, your eldest brother and second brother don’t have time, only you can go.”
Han Ze glanced at Yang Qiubai and felt very embarrassed. He said, “Mom, didn’t Qiubai just say that my hands can’t do rough work? Logically, my elder sister is building a house, and I, as a younger brother, should at least go to help. But building a house and moving bricks and cement are all rough and heavy work, which has worn my hands rough. When the Ruyi Guanyin root carving is painted and polished, it will be ugly if it is scratched by my hands. If Boss Chen is not satisfied, I will have to pay a lot of money. When my elder sister knows about it, she will be embarrassed.”
After saying that, he looked at his hands proudly, thinking happily that his hands were still treasures. Why didn’t he know it before?
Yang Qiubai echoed beside him, “Actually, it’s better to grind the hand rough. I’m worried that you’ll get hurt while moving bricks. How can you carve? Boss Chen’s Ruyi Guanyin root carving is to be given to a nobleman. If we delay his business, we can’t take the responsibility. Who will trust you in the future? Who will ask you to carve things?”
Han Ze straightened up and realized the seriousness of the matter. He looked at Yang Qiubai with a very soothing look, thinking: Sure enough, men with wives are different from men without wives.
Han Ze looked at Hu Guiying and said, “Boss Chen trusts me so much. I have to finish the work within the contract period and can’t delay his business. Mom, you have to understand me. What if no one asks me to carve things in the future? How can I support my family and provide for your retirement? I was born with uneven feet, and no one wants to give me a job.”
As he spoke, his tone was very low.
Hu Guiying’s face was stiff and she was speechless for a while.
Yang Qiubai glanced at Han Ze in a reproachful manner and said, “You are her son, so of course she understands you. Right, mother?” Then she looked at Hu Guiying.
Hu Guiying pulled the corner of her mouth uncomfortably and said, “Yes, yes, Qiubai is right. Since you are busy, I will ask your elder and second brothers.”
After that, she turned around and was about to leave.
Han Ze sighed and said with a smile, “Mother, then you go slowly. Tell my elder sister that I am carving the Ruyi Guanyin for Boss Chen, so I don’t have time to help her. Tell her not to think too much. If I wasn’t afraid of hurting my hands and not being able to complete the Ruyi Guanyin root carving for Boss Chen, I would go to build a house for her even if it would make my hands rough. There is not much work in the fields now, and no matter how busy my elder and second brothers are, I believe they can find time.”
Hu Guiying kept her head down and said nothing.
Han Ze added, “Besides, even if the elder brother and the second brother don’t have time these days, it will take more than one or two days to build the house for the elder sister. After they finish their work, they can go to help the elder sister for a few days, isn’t that enough?”
Hu Guiying didn’t want to hear this. It was because her elder son and the second son didn’t want to help their elder sister that she came to Han Ze. Now Han Ze didn’t go either, and she didn’t know how to tell her daughter. She said impatiently, “Okay, don’t say anything. I’ll go back and talk to your elder brother and the second brother.”
After that, she left in a hurry. If she listened to these two people talking, she would think that Han Ze’s hands were really a great treasure.
After watching Hu Guiying leave, Han Ze looked at Yang Qiubai with shining eyes. He said, “Wife, I didn’t expect you to be so good to me. Wu Bin and the others said that you controlled me too tightly. You should let them see how good you are.”
Yang Qiubai narrowed her eyes and asked casually, “Wu Bin and the others said that I controlled you too tightly?”
Han Ze nodded and said complacently, “They said that a wife like you is not good, and they urged me to divorce you…”
At this point, he suddenly covered his mouth and turned his head away, not daring to look at Yang Qiubai.
Yang Qiubai looked at him with a smile, “Divorce what? Keep talking.”
Han Ze shook his head violently, picked up the cup, and said, “I’m going to the house to carve.”
Yang Qiubai grabbed his arm, “Don’t worry, let’s make things clear first.”
Han Ze looked at Yang Qiubai hesitantly, “Wife…”
“Mom can’t do it either, we must make it clear.” Yang Qiubai’s tone was neither soft nor hard, but she had her own stubbornness.
Han Ze hung his head, and said with an attitude of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water: “They urged me to divorce you.”
Yang Qiubai’s heart suddenly rose with a chill, she asked sarcastically: “What about you? What do you think?”
Han Ze shook his head and said awkwardly: “I don’t want to divorce you. They don’t understand you and don’t know how good you are, but I know you are a good woman.”
Yang Qiubai was also a little awkward. She asked unkindly: “How do you know I’m a good woman? I control you so strictly and take away all the money in your pocket. When your friends borrow money from you, you have no money to lend them, and you lose face. I also threaten to break your legs at every turn. How can I be a good woman?”
Han Ze frowned, looked at her with pity, and said: “Because I know you are insecure, your previous man treated you badly, you have been cheated, so you control me so tightly, I know all of this. ”
Yang Qiubai: “…”
Han Ze said a little embarrassedly: “As for what you said about breaking my legs, as long as I listen, you won’t break my legs, right?” ”
Yang Qiubai: “…”
Han Ze pulled her arm and asked unwillingly: “Is that right, wife?”
Yang Qiubai’s cheeks were hot, and she broke free from his arm: “Yes, yes, yes, okay, go to work quickly.”
After saying that, she picked up the sewing basket and went to the bedroom. If he pestered her again, she didn’t have to work. She went into the room and touched her hot face. Really, a grown man pestered her like a child.
But thinking of what the man said, she felt sour in her heart. She had to admit that although this man had a lot of shortcomings, he was willing to protect her and understand her in front of outsiders. He was more suitable for her than any other man.
Han Ze looked at the closed door and smiled gently.
….
Han Ze put on the cloth shoes his wife made for him and was very happy. After leaving the yard, they happened to meet Han Dazhuang and his wife coming back from the fields. Han Dazhuang saw Han Ze from a distance and found that he was different from usual. He walked closer and stared at Han Ze again and again. In an instant, he suddenly realized and exclaimed: “Han Ze, is your leg okay? No longer uneven?”
As soon as he said this, Liu Qingmei next to him also looked at Han Ze.
Han Ze glanced at them, pointed at his feet and said, “Qiubai made shoes for me according to my body shape.”
He took two steps, looked at Han Dazhuang proudly, and asked, “How is it? Can you still tell that I have uneven feet?”
Han Dazhuang shook his head and said, “Your wife is quite thoughtful.”
Han Ze was so arrogant that he pointed at his shoes and said, “That’s right, my wife is very good to me and thinks of me in everything. Look at my shoes, it is the evidence.”
Han Dazhuang’s face was full of envy, “You are so lucky.”
Han Ze put his hands behind his back and said with a smile, “Such a blessing is not available to everyone.”
Han Dazhuang agreed. How long has it been since his tigress made shoes for him? If he has no shoes to wear, he can buy a pair of Jiefang shoes for a few dollars at the market. People really can’t be compared. The more they compare, the more uncomfortable he feels. They are all men, why is there such a big gap?
He looked at Han Ze with envy, and suddenly his eyes turned. Although Han Ze looked very respectable among his friends, he was actually a coward when he was a child. People say that it is difficult to change one’s nature, and Han Ze’s cowardly nature has always been with him. So how did he subdue Yang Qiubai, a woman who was more ferocious than his own tigress?
He looked at Han Ze with a wolfish look in his eyes. It seemed that he had to ask Han Ze for advice. Thinking of this, he smiled and glanced at the tigress next to him, to see how he would deal with her and let her pull his ears all day long.
Liu Qingmei was stunned. The envy on her man’s face and the boasting on Han Ze’s face shocked her greatly.
Sighing, Yang Qiubai is indeed a capable woman. She is also considered a tigress by the villagers. In Han Dazhuang’s heart, she is a real tigress. Look at Yang Qiubai, who controls Han Ze like a lady from ancient times. Han Ze praises her all the time. This is the highest realm of a tigress. It seems that she has to learn from Yang Qiubai how to control a man.
…
Wu Bin’s wife Fang Xiuling, Cao Hua’s wife Zhang Shunjuan, and Wang Licheng’s wife Pi Qingmei are close to each other because their men are brothers.
Wang Chunli broke her arm, and Fang Xiuling and Zhang Shunjuan came to see her. Pi Qingmei brought a bag of melon seeds and put them on the table for them to eat. Fang Xiuling grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said while eating, “The other day, I heard Chunli’s arm was broken, so she went to ask Han Ze for money, but didn’t get it, right?”
Speaking of this, Pi Qingmei was furious. She said, “Ever since Han Ze married that woman Yang Qiubai, has any of you borrowed money from Han Ze? Xiuling, I remember your brother-in-law was short of a few hundred yuan to get married, and Wu Bin went to ask Han Ze for money, but didn’t get it either?”
Fang Xiuling shook her head and sighed, “The little money Han Ze earned is all in Yang Qiubai’s hands. Yang Qiubai broke a man’s leg before. Han Ze looks at Yang Qiubai like a mouse seeing a cat, afraid that she would break his leg. His foot isn’t working well to begin with, if Yang Qiubai breaks the other one, he would have to jump into the river.”
Zhang Shunjuan was very disdainful: “It’s not a good thing for a woman to be too powerful. She is now relying on violence to make Han Ze surrender. Once Han Ze becomes rebellious, their divorce is a matter of time. A woman who is getting married for the second time and still doesn’t know how to restrain herself is too bad of a human being.”
Pi Qingmei and Fang Xiuling looked at each other, and Pi Qingmei said: “Han Ze didn’t go to your house on the day when the wall was built, right?”
Zhang Shunjuan snorted and said: “Cao Hua went to find Han Ze for help. Han Ze said that Yang Qiubai, that woman, gave him a task. If he didn’t complete it, she would come back to break his legs. A woman who always shouts to break men’s legs, she still thinks she is quite capable.”
As the few people were talking, Han Jiaojiao came over. When she saw them, she called out sweetly, “Aunt Zhang, Aunt Pi, Aunt Fang.”
Pi Qingmei smiled and said, “Jiaojiao, what’s the matter?”
Han Jiaojiao took out Wang Chunli’s homework book from her schoolbag and said, “Aunt Pi, Chunli’s arm is broken, and the teacher asked me to bring her homework book back to her. The teacher said that although Chunli can’t do her homework because of a broken arm, she can read more books at home to prevent her from forgetting all the knowledge in the books when her arm is healed. The teacher asked her to consolidate the knowledge she learned at home.”
Pi Qingmei took the homework book and said, “Oh, look, this child is so sensible, with a sweet mouth and good at talking.”
Zhang Shunjuan pouted. Even though this child was adopted, the little girl is very kind-hearted. There are many more. Thinking of this, she smiled and looked at Han Jiaojiao: “Jiaojiao, is the mother your father married to you good to you?”
Han Jiaojiao smiled and said, “My mother is very good to me.”
Zhang Shunjuan raised her eyebrows, smiled, and asked, “Is your mother better to you or to her own son?”
Han Jiaojiao felt that the smile on her face was very dazzling, and she didn’t like it. She said, “Both of us. My mother also bought me new clothes.”
Zhang Shunjuan lifted the hair on her forehead and smiled meaningfully: “Your mother is good to you now, that’s because your mother hasn’t given birth to a child for your father. If she gives birth to a younger brother for you, do you think she will still treat you well as she does now?”
Han Jiaojiao looked at her and said nothing.
Seeing that she didn’t speak, Zhang Shunjuan didn’t care, and continued, “Do you know Hongni from our village?”
Han Jiaojiao nodded.
Zhang Shunjuan said, “Hongni’s stepmother was so good to her at first, but later her stepmother gave birth to a younger brother, and she either punched or kicked her. Have you heard of it?”
Han Jiaojiao pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
Zhang Shunjuan smiled and said meaningfully: “I heard that the mother your father married for you broke someone’s leg. It seems that she likes to beat people. Do you think she will beat you?”
Han Jiaojiao’s eyes were red. She glared at her fiercely and ran away quickly with her schoolbag on her back.
Pi Qingmei looked at the back of the little girl running away, patted Zhang Shunjuan on the shoulder, and said with a smile: “You, you, if Yang Qiubai knew that you instigated her relationship with her stepdaughter, do you think she would forgive you?”
Zhang Shunjuan said indifferently: “I am not Han Ze. Yang Qiubai can do whatever she wants. If she dares to come to me, I will dare to let her know that in our village, she can’t do whatever she wants, and not everyone can spoil her.”
Pi Qingmei and Fang Xiuling looked at each other helplessly.
…
Han Jiaojiao ran home, fell into her father’s arms, and cried while hugging her father. Han Ze was startled, and Yang Qiubai came to hug her. She was so scared that her face turned pale, and she quickly buried her head in Han Ze’s arms.
Yang Qiubai was stunned. Han Ze glanced at Yang Qiubai, and he hurriedly asked: “What’s the matter? Who bullied you?”
Han Jiaojiao’s eyes were red from crying, and she raised her head and quickly glanced at Yang Qiubai. Yang Qiubai was stunned, and Han Ze frowned and said: “Tell Dad who bullied you, Dad will settle the score with him.”
Han Jiaojiao sobbed and said: “Aunt Zhang from Uncle Cao’s family said that my mother wouldn’t love me anymore after giving birth to my little brother, and she would beat me. She also said that my mother had broken someone’s leg before… She will definitely beat me, and I don’t want to be beaten.”
Yang Qiubai sneered, these people are really full and have nothing to do.
Han Ze wiped her tears with a handkerchief and asked her patiently, “How is your mother treating you?”
Han Jiaojiao sniffed and said without thinking, “My mother treats me well.”
Han Ze looked at her seriously and said in a harsh tone, “Since your mother treats you well, how can you worry about her beating you just because of a few words from others?”
Han Jiaojiao’s tears fell down in big drops, and she held the handkerchief in silence.
Han Ze said seriously, “Jiaojiao, your mother treats you as well as Lekang. You doubt that your mother doesn’t love you and will beat you just because of a few words from others. Have you ever thought that your mother will be sad?”
Han Jiaojiao pursed her lips and whispered, “Yes.”
Han Ze softened his tone, “Then should you apologize to your mother?”
Han Jiaojiao turned her head and looked at Yang Qiubai, her nose red, and said, “Mom, I’m sorry.”
Yang Qiubai sighed and said, “It’s okay, it’s okay.”
The child is still young and can’t distinguish the truth, goodness and beauty in the words of adults. Can she still argue with the child?
Han Ze suddenly stood up and said, “I’m going out for a while.”
Yang Qiubai looked at him in surprise: “What are you going to do?”
Han Ze snorted: “Cao Hua often complains about you in front of me and urges me to divorce you. Look at his wife, what kind of person is she? The child is so young, but she actually says nonsense in front of the child. Such a woman has a problem with her character. Cao Hua worries about you controlling me all day long. I think he should worry about himself. He doesn’t even know the character of the person next to him, and he keeps his mind on other people’s families all day long.”
After saying that, he strode out of the yard.
Yang Qiubai: “…”
This man is a man of his word.
…
Han Ze came to Cao Hua’s house in a rage. Zhang Shunjuan had just returned from Wang Lihua’s house and felt a little guilty when she saw Han Ze. But what she said was the truth. Even if Yang Qiubai was unhappy, she had no choice. Once the words were spoken, they could not be taken back.
“Han Ze, weren’t you carving Guanyin at home? Why are you here?” Cao Hua asked unhappily when she saw Han Ze coming to her house after not seeing him for a while.
Han Ze looked Cao Hua up and down with a look full of contempt.
Cao Hua was annoyed by his gaze and asked, “What are you looking at?”
Han Ze frowned and said, “Hua Zi, you said my wife is not a good person. I think your wife is not a good person either.”
Cao Hua was stunned and his face looked a little bad: “What’s wrong, what did she do?”
Han Ze’s face was very ugly, he said, “It was not easy for Yang Qiubai to marry me. Your wife ran to Jiaojiao and talked nonsense, saying that Yang Qiubai would not like her after giving birth to a son and would beat her. Don’t you think that by saying this, she is trying to sow discord between Qiubai and the child? Hua Zi, we are iron brothers, and our relationship cannot be ruined by a woman! This woman should be taught a lesson. Don’t let her be too proud. If she is too proud, she will climb over your head.”
Cao Hua’s face was ashen: “This woman deserves to be dealt with. I will teach her a lesson later.”
Han Ze With a proud look on his face, he looked at the shoes on his feet and said, “Hua Zi, didn’t you notice anything different about me today?”
Cao Hua was stunned. How could the topic change so quickly? He asked, “What’s different?”
Han Ze turned around in front of him and asked him with a smile, “Did you notice anything?”
Cao Hua shook his head, “No.”
Han Ze glanced at him with a look of disappointment on his face, “Your eyesight is not good, you can’t catch up with Han Dazhuang. Han Dazhuang noticed the difference in me today at a glance. I turned around in front of you for a long time, but you didn’t notice anything.”
Cao Hua laughed, “What is it? Can’t you just tell me directly?”
Han Ze coughed and said with a smile, “Didn’t you notice that I walked normally today?”
Then he turned around in front of him again.
After he said that, Cao Hua looked at him carefully. It was really normal. He pointed at his feet and asked, “I haven’t seen you for a few days. How come your legs are suddenly better?”
Han Ze laughed and said, “What’s good about it? This is all thanks to Qiubai.”
Cao Hua looked at him and waited for him to continue.
Han Ze explained: “Thanks to the shoes Qiubai made for me, my feet are back to normal after wearing them. You said my wife was not good, but I said she was good, but you didn’t believe me. Do you believe it now?”
Cao Hua pouted: “It’s just a pair of cloth shoes. Any woman can make it. It’s nothing special.”
Han Ze glanced at him sideways, and muttered: “Any woman can make shoes. No one has made me shoes that can make me normal since I was a child. My mother and sister never thought of making such shoes for me…”
Cao Hua pointed at him blankly, as if he had nothing to say.
Han Ze said again: “So I said Qiu Bai is good.”
Cao Hua: “…”
Han Ze continued: “Better than all your wives.”
Cao Hua: “…”
Han Ze continued: “So, don’t urge me to divorce in the future.”
Cao Hua: “…”
Han Ze came back from Cao Hua’s house and saw Han Dazhuang at the door of his yard, looking around and doing something. He stepped forward and patted his shoulder heavily. Han Dazhuang was startled and turned around to see that it was Han Ze. He covered his beating chest and complained: “Han Ze, it’s you, you scared me to death.”
Han Ze glanced at him: “What are you doing so sneakily?”
Han Dazhuang pulled Han Ze’s arm and walked to the corner of the wall. He looked around and saw that there was no one around. He leaned close to Han Ze’s ear and whispered: “The tigress in my family went to find your tigress. I went to seek scriptures. I just hid at the door and heard my tigress ask your tigress…”
Han Ze suddenly interrupted him and said unhappily, “Stop.”
Han Dazhuang looked at him blankly: “What’s the matter?”
Han Ze looked at him and said with a smile, “Your wife is a tigress, but my wife is not a tigress. Have you ever seen a tigress as good as my wife? So, mine is not a tigress, do you know?”
Han Dazhuang nodded stupidly, shook his head, and then said, “I just hid at your door and heard my tigress ask your wife how she controlled you and controlled you so strictly. You are full of praise for her, so she want to learn from your wife and then come back to use it on me. Han Ze, how did your wife control you? Tell me, so that I can deal with my tigress when I go back.”
Han Ze clicked his tongue twice and patted his shoulder: “Han Dazhuang, Han Dazhuang, you two are really nice. My wife doesn’t control me, I am willing to be controlled by her. My wife has been hurt, and I do everything she wants because I feel sorry for her. I am willing, do you understand?”
Han Dazhuang touched his head and said: “Han Ze, I know you are willing, but it is true that your wife treats you well. Tell me how you deal with your wife? I also want my tigress to kill chickens for me and make shoes for me.”
Han Ze looked at him with a smile, a mysterious look on his face: “This kind of thing can only be felt by yourself. You can’t tell it by words. If you want your wife to treat you well, you have to figure it out yourself. ”
Han Dazhuang looked confused: “How do I figure it out?”
Han Ze shook his head: “Then I don’t know, your own wife, don’t you know what kind of person she is? You have to prescribe the right medicine according to her temperament, so that the medicine can cure the disease. You can achieve the expected effect. ”
Han Dazhuang seemed to understand, and muttered blankly: “The medicine cures the disease, the medicine cures the disease, good, good, I seem to understand a little, I will try it when I go back.”
Han Ze raised his eyebrows: “Try it, how do you know it has no effect if you don’t try it.”
Han Dazhuang felt that what Han Ze said was very right. As expected, he is a man who has fought against a fierce woman who broke his leg.
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