Yang Tiejiang
by Aweimuyiluo
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Blacksmith Yang stood there without saying a word. I thought he should say something. "Blacksmith Yang, you are mute, aren't you? Why did you beat my hoe like this? I hit a hoe, not a sickle!" The angry guest cursed behind Blacksmith Yang, but Blacksmith Yang seemed unable to hear his voice. "Blacksmith Yang! Even if it is a credit, you can't do this. The credit is temporary, and I will calculate the money to you sooner or later. , What the hell do you mean by doing this!" The man took a few steps forward and continued to scold Blacksmith Yang. He finally got angry after enduring it for a long time, and shouted: "I have no food to eat! How long are you going to take credit for?" I stood on the pile of rocks outside the cave, and Blacksmith Yang's roar almost knocked me off the pile of rocks. I was not going to stop the fight between Blacksmith Yang and the guest. I was only ten years old.
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