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... sixth time he was licking his lips. The scent of food that wafted from the porridge stall in the distance made him swallow involuntarily.
He finally understood what it meant for time to crawl. The people ahead of him had hardly moved.
Feng Wanba didn’t dare cut in line. He feared the monks would get angry and send him home without porridge.
After a long wait, it was finally his turn. He was given just a spoonful of porridge.
Once the porridge was poured into his ...
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