
Haruno Small Farmer Doctor
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The small farmer received the inheritance from the grandfather of the land and became the God of the land, benefiting the people. He possesses peerless medical skills, can raise human flesh and bones, open up wasteland and farm, and is proficient in Feng Shui and Xuanmen. Let's watch the small farmer lead the poor folks to get rich and build the world's first village.
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Official(6)Scraped 17d ago
Zhang Chunju and Wang Dafa, one sings the red face and the other sings the white face. They sing and harmonize.
Zhang Chunju and Wang Dafa, one of whom was a red face and the other a bad face, sang in harmony with each other. They coerced and lured Li Changhe and Lu Xiumei, forcing them to marry their daughters to Zhu Zhijun.
"Zhu Zhijun is almost forty years old, and my daughter is only eighteen years old. If my daughter marries him, isn't that right?
"Zhu Zhijun is almost forty years old, and my daughter is only eighteen years old. If my daughter marries him, it will not harm my daughter. I won't agree, I absolutely won't agree." Li Yundong's mother, Lu Xiumei, leaned against the wall and said in a weak voice.
Incisive and refreshing, Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Cai Cai Cai Da.
As long as the rice is cooked, even if Li Yunshang knows the truth, it is impossible to regret it.
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Official(6)Scraped 17d ago
Zhang Chunju and Wang Dafa, one sings the red face and the other sings the white face. They sing and harmonize.
Zhang Chunju and Wang Dafa, one of whom was a red face and the other a bad face, sang in harmony with each other. They coerced and lured Li Changhe and Lu Xiumei, forcing them to marry their daughters to Zhu Zhijun.
"Zhu Zhijun is almost forty years old, and my daughter is only eighteen years old. If my daughter marries him, isn't that right?
"Zhu Zhijun is almost forty years old, and my daughter is only eighteen years old. If my daughter marries him, it will not harm my daughter. I won't agree, I absolutely won't agree." Li Yundong's mother, Lu Xiumei, leaned against the wall and said in a weak voice.
Incisive and refreshing, Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Cai Cai Cai Da.
As long as the rice is cooked, even if Li Yunshang knows the truth, it is impossible to regret it.














