Jiang Yan traveled through 1948 and became an orphan of a martyr in a courtyard with a huge pension of 8,000 yuan.
At the beginning, you were forced to donate by the crowd? Moral kidnapping?
None of Yi Zhonghai, Silly Zhu, and the deaf old lady can even think of running away!
I broke the ribs of three people with my backhand, and then called the police as orphans of martyrs. All the crimes of robbery, bullying, and misappropriation of martyrs' property were punishable by me!
From then on, Jiang Yan was completely at peace.
If you deposit 8,000 yuan in the bank, you can earn 400 yuan a month just from the interest, which is far more than the entire hospital!
I have nothing to do and re-engrave palace cakes. "Lotus Crisp", "Saqi Ma", "Honey Sand Knife"... The aroma fills the alley, making the birds next door cry!
You are still fighting over a mouthful of stick noodles, while I am already living a magical life relying on my skills and interest.
Don't mess with me, I just want to be a quiet gourmet and watch you guys having fun.
