"Reasonable!" Father muttered back and continued to write the invitations.

I added a sentence: "How to die?"

"Stupid! By then, my father will have opened millions of fish pond restaurants, and TV stations in those counties may come to broadcast. The mayor's secretary, the shrimp soldier, came to his house to talk to his father. Who dares to have trouble with his father? Let their father ask them to do some household insurance titles... New Rural Cooperative Medical System... What Immigrants'Minimum Guarantee Directly Deleted..."

I said, "Wow... You know that, too? How did you know that?"

"When chatting with your mother, she told me about the new rural cooperative medical...