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After all that bread, even if you weren't full earlier this morning, you wouldn't be hungry now.
Fan Tianhua glanced over at Mei Yongfu and asked, "How's uncle coming along, has he woken up?"
Fan Tianyu pursed his lips, "Fainted, my ass. He just got dizzy from crying too hard and fell over, doesn't mean he really passed out." As for whether or not it was a feint, Fan Tianyu couldn't tell, "Anyway, he's just very sad."
But this wasn't something particularly surprising. Mei Yongfu not only lost his money, his wife was paralyzed in bed, his daughter was in the ICU, and his son had just died. With such circumstances, it was indeed quite tragic, and his sorrow was only normal.