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... d not returned. There was no firewood left in the house, so Mrs. Wang went to pick up some wood on the western side of the village, wearing gloves. Everyone in the house dared not let Chen Afu go alone, the forest there was dense and sparsely populated, even if she was strong, she could not beat a man.

Without Jin Yanzi and other people accompanying her, Chen Afu was also scared to go to fetch the firewood. She thought in mind that she should spend money to buy firewood in the future, so ...

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