Mother Dezhong couldn't help but blushed.

"It's okay, I'll treat it as a long experience!"

Chen Xiangyan in the distance smiled, and waved his hand and said with great energy.

"This is not OK. I'm wrong, so I have to apologize. Just treat this as my apologize!"

Mu Dezhong walked to the big bluestone where he had just sat and pulled out his clothes that had been crushed by the collapse of the green slope and fell.

"A few days ago, when I was searching for my family's ancient books, I compiled a knife score. I was originally going to give it to you, the younger generation, but today, who told me that I made a mistake? This knife score is an apology!"

Mu Dezhong searched through his clothes and found an ancient book, and sighed at Li Kuishou.

This ancient book has turned yellow in paper, and it seems that it has been a while!

"You give this ancient book to that person! The old man is self-indulgent today! Let's go, let's talk to you young people for themselves! The old man has no shame to stay here!"

After Mu Dezhong handed over the ancient books in his hand to Li Kuishou, he left without looking back with his clothes.
Chapter completed!