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... crispy pork into her mouth, dabbed at her fingers with a napkin, and replied with a calm, almost dismissive smile, “No need. My husband doesn’t butcher pigs anymore—he’s moved on to something new.”
The second Zhao daughter-in-law looked instantly displeased. A former butcher, finding a respectable job in the capital? That seemed about as likely as a goat winning a horse race. She had only offered to introduce him to someone out of pity, and now this woman was acting like she didn’t need ...
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