The shop had a good selection of Shangmingqian Longjing tea, so Yang Bo, after the tea was served, gave it a once-over. The customer appeared to be in his fifties and was deep in conversation with the shopkeeper. On the table lay a blue and white mallet-shaped vase.,Though he hesitated a little, Yang Bo didn't look back. He kept moving forward. He was already struggling to save himself, so how could he possibly help others at this time,If one does good deeds every day and prays sincerely, will the father's illness get better。
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