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... nleashed several heavy rains that alleviated the scorching heat, and the destroyed crops in Wozi Village had all been replanted.
Now, nearing noon, under the ancient locust tree in the village, groups of villagers sat leisurely chatting in the cool shade.
Baozi, who had beaten someone, was reclining on a large stone slab under the tree, picking his teeth with his pals from the village and cracking coarse jokes from time to time, making it such that other young wives didn’t dare s ...
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