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By the end of the meal, the chicken soup in the stew pot was finished, and not a bit of food remained on the table. Han Zhiyun quietly patted his belly, feeling somewhat unsatisfied.
"Brother Ziyu, your eldest daughter is virtuous and capable, your younger daughter is naive and lovable, and your young son is smart and clever. You really are so fortunate!"
Looking at the well-behaved Xin Er and Zhenzhen snuggling up to their father, and Mo Yan, who came all the way from the ki ...
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