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... finish shopping here.
When I arrived at my own stall, my parents were not there. The vegetable piles on the left and in the middle were full of people, and only the piles of unorganized vegetable bags were piled up on the right. It seems that this is what my father rented.
A middle-aged man saw him swaying in front of the stall and still stood still, so he came out from behind and asked, "Little boy, what are you doing?"
Those who came here at this time must not have been p ...
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