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... a few books spread out next to him, and the three slings of copper coins sent by Mr. Su.
I saw the green plants I grew on one side, the cabbage piled up in the corner, and the courtyard outside. There was unfinished firewood, and I lay on the wooden bed I made myself. On the bed, there were still some leftovers. Feeling the warmth, he closed his eyes, and the aura in his eyes regained:
"Yeah... my yellow rice is not cooked yet."
Under the urging of the old man, the young ...
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