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... man had money, they wouldn’t have been unable to pay when their mom was in the hospital.

What’s more, the only money was the fifty thousand yuan from Grandma! In the countryside, funerals don’t bring much money back. With Grandma’s funeral and preparing for the old man’s...

At most, there’d be thirty thousand yuan left.

Zhang Baohe and Baolan exchanged glances, both spouses thought it over, and then they exclaimed in unison:

"Why the hell?!"

Baolan was no ...

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