Then a knock came on the door, but this was knocked on the door of the room (Diablo iii Gold). His neighbor stood outside the door, a poor, His children have piles, and even eating food is already a problem. "I know my neighbors very rich, but they were also ruthless; I do not believe that he would aid me, but my children are crying for food, I only fight, and begged him for little help."
Poor farmer muttered and said," You are not easily give things to other, but you see me standing here, liking a flood has flooded the head of people, my children are hungry , look at them, to borrow four liters Valley! "Rich staring at his heart a long time, revealing a little light of compassion, greed ice began to melt a little." I will not lend you four liters Valley, the rich man laughed, "I am willing to give you eight liters Valley, but you must promise me one condition."Want me to do? "The farmer eagerly asked." If I die, you have to keep me at my grave for three days. The farmer heard this request; his heart was on the chaos, but the urgent need of aid, he would promise anything, he promised each other's request, carrying millet home.
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