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Eight hundred and fortieth eighth, marriage event(2/2)

He never expected that he would be buried in vain before he got married and had children.

If he had known this, he would have gotten married at the age of fifteen. Now the child is almost four or five years old.

But now I remembered getting married, it was too late.

Fortunately, his father was by his side and hurriedly supported him.

"Who said he wanted to hide his life? Why don't I know?" Zhuoga White Niang shook her head, not expecting that her actions would scare the family so much.

Fang's father couldn't believe his ears: "Butler, why did you change us to new clothes?"

"Damn Dalang is not married? I'll tell him a marriage." Zhuoga Bai Niang supported her with both hands, "Get up."

Hearing this, the three of the Fang family hesitated for a few moments before slowly standing up from the ground and looking at each other, unable to believe it was true.

"Butler, which little lady is it?" Fang's father hesitated for a few moments. Although he was a little unwilling to give up, he thought about it and asked.

Zhuoga Bai Niang looked at the room again and smiled: "You know this little lady, she is Gala Yangjin."
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