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... go."
Xiaohu is only in his early ten years old, holding Lu Guo and crying.
"Good boy, little tiger, brother promises you that he will definitely come back."
Lu Guo touched Xiaohu's head, a trace of tenderness flashed across his face.
He turned around and said to a young man behind him who was wearing coarse linen clothes, thick hands and feet, thick eyebrows and big eyes: "This is the little tiger of the Wang family, and you and I will be tenants here in the ...
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