Mr. Huo, I can see that your forehead has turned black, and there will be a blood catastrophe today; Mister Huo, your eyes are wet and your face is red. I'm afraid you are going to have a peach blossom luck. Mister Huo, let me count with my fingers. Hehe, you have to come with me! When Lin Lianxia became Madam Huo, everyone said, it's that shameless old cow who eats tender grass. Shameless to the extreme! Mr. Huo said in all seriousness, all of you, shut up. My wife can't listen to this. Who was the old cow that ate tender grass? It was still uncertain.