"Fifty two!"
Yunming made a slight conversion in his mind.
Fifty liang silver is equivalent to several years' expenditure of an ordinary family.
Suddenly Yunming saw a familiar word on the decorative wooden board on the third floor.
[Many people have searched for him for thousands of times, looking back at him at dusk...].
"Hmm?"
Yunming sat up in an instant, and there was a muddle in his eyes.
[There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there are plenty of grass in the horizon...].
[The clothes are getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it at the end. People are haggard because of the loss of Iraq...].
Yunming's eyes continue to look at her fiercely.
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