Looking at the dilapidated thatched hut in front of him, and looking around at the old and young in tattered clothes standing in a circle, Meng Xi felt his brain buzz? ? ? ? What's going on!
Meng Xi: Brother? ? Dilapidated house + poor and penniless + best relatives, how about putting this stack of buffs aside, right?
Wu Zhao: Xixi, what is buff?
Meng Xi looked at the tall man in front of him: Haha, don't worry, stay away from me!
Wu Zhao's aggrieved face: Wife~
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