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Uncle Zhang couldn't help but wipe the corner of his mouth, and his old face couldn't help but blush red with guilt.

"Where am I drooling? "You old thing, your words are very nice. Let me tell you, I've done a lot of things. Am I that unassuming?"

"Will you salivate over a jar of wine? You're too much of a joke. Don't slander me. "

After Uncle Zhang heard the old man's words