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 The man curled up in the cage with his head hooked. "It wasn't me …" In the moonlight, the sound seemed to have been worn by gold and stone. Everyone is in awe. Not you? Uncle Sun's eyes were indifferent. "Then you have to produce evidence."  The coldness at the bottom of his eyes suddenly burned up, like a raging fire, blinking to the sky. Chen Chou Nu is back to the white jade, he still buried his head, waist, holding the broken basket, motionless curled up in the pool of cold water. He was silent and did not go to see Bai Yu. Bai Yu took a deep breath,Ceramic ferrule for stud welding, lifted her eyelids, and glanced straight at Grandpa Sun, who was sitting in the hall. "Grandpa Sun?" She said with an angry smile. Grandpa Sun looked at the gorgeous face under the moon and wrinkled his eyebrows in a rare way. "I've heard for a long time that you are highly respected and have a good family," said Bai Yu. "But when I saw you today, I was very disappointed." Sun's descendants stood more than half of the ancestral temple, where to accommodate such a white jade, Sun Dalang rushed to the past, to pull the white jade away,ceramic welding tape, Chen Chou Nu in the cage suddenly moved, both hands on the iron pillar, was about to force, that box white jade palm up, still do not wait for Sun Dalang close, he has been severely suppressed in the air on the ground. Villagers in the remote countryside had never seen such a posture before. They were so frightened that they were dumbfounded. Even the old man Sun, who had always adhered to the principle of "the collapse of Mount Tai before the change of color", turned pale and said angrily, "Who on earth are you?!" Bai Yu-mei also did not lift, still looking at Sun Dalang, who could not survive under the torture of her palm, and after a moment, Fang Yixing withdrew his palm. I forgot to announce myself. "She smiled, but her eyes were full of coldness." My surname is Bai, and my single name is a jade character. I am Chen Chou Nu from Dongping Village, ceramic sandblasting nozzles ,Ceramic Band Heater, the daughter-in-law of Chen Boru, who is about to pass the door. This morning, my husband and the youngest mother-in-law of Dongping Village went to the city to buy the supplies needed for the wedding. When they returned to the village, they were intercepted by the heroes of your village. I heard that they had been beaten for no reason. As she spoke, she approached, and by the end of her speech, she had reached the foot of the stone steps in front of the hall. The previously aggressive Sun's children and grandchildren were only ten feet away from her, but now they were like plucked pheasants, and for a long time they did not say a word. Bai Yu stepped on the stone steps and stood with his hands on his back. "I've come to ask for justice," he said, bending slightly over the old man Sun in his seat. The light in the hall was already dim. As soon as she bent over, she immediately cast a dark shadow on Uncle Sun's face. The little great-great-grandson, who was serving tea beside him, was so frightened that he was in a hurry. A cup of tea was immediately knocked to the ground. Seeing the mistake, he cried with a "wow". Old Uncle Sun frowned again.   Sun Silang didn't want to expose the scar again, but he was questioned by Bai Yu in public. He didn't want to answer. For a moment, he just gnashed his teeth with anger. It was the old man Liu,Ozone generator ceramic plate, who had a hunched waist and a hunched back, who responded positively: "The night before yesterday, the night before yesterday!" Bai Yu glanced over and smiled. "Oh?" 。 global-ceramics.com