Last time, his father said that old Lin next door had died, and more than thirty tables were set up.
Looking at his father's envious face, he said,"when you die, I'll set up fifty tables for you." He was beaten up again.
He was in a difficult position.
He was really in a difficult position. She had clearly told him to sit at 20 more tables, but he still had to be beaten up.
He knew that ever since he had Jiang huailu, his family had never liked him.
At this moment, he didn't make a sound even after being slapped. He just silently covered his face and retreated to the side.
Anyway, he was used to being slapped, so two more slaps or two fewer slaps didn't matter.
When ah Yin entered, Jiang Huai 'an was just waking up.
