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... get back. Maybe we’ll find a pot. If we can’t, then we’ll search the surrounding area,” he doubted that every household’s pots had been washed away.

They would pick up some good stuff while others hadn’t returned yet.

“Okay.”

They bought as many bags of rice as they could, and with not enough money left for another bag, Wang Xin let Ah Qian decide what to buy with what was left.

Ah Qian cheered but still honestly helped carry the rice downstairs.

In fact, ...

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