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... do the same for Shi Tou as well. She considered it a convenient task.

Observing the copious amount of yellow mud spread across the ground, Su Shen realized it was a massive undertaking. Without delay, he called upon his two sons to continue the work.

Boys, by nature, are fond of playing with mud, and they didn’t find the task of kneading the mud into strips tiring.

After Gu Zi had bathed the two children and dressed them in clean clothes – Shi Tou’s clothes had been fetc ...

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