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... ion, there is a The aroma of rice from far to near.
The faint fragrance of rice overwhelmed the dampness.
Smelling the fragrance of rice, Su Xiaoman's consciousness became much clearer.
"Papa!" There was a loud noise, and the door made of several wooden boards was violently pushed open, and a woman with a short ponytail scolded at the door, the sound seemed to be about to lift the roof, " Are you really sick? Those of us who chop wood, cook, and wash clothes are not sick eve ...
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