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... nd the weather was particularly gloomy and cold. Mrs. Zhu did not choose among the bells and whistles, but chose whichever one was warm and thick.
"Miss." Liu's mother at the door opened the curtain.
Qin Xi suddenly stopped, put down his left hand that was about to put melon seeds in his mouth, and squinted at the old mother who had just saluted her.
"Mother Liu, didn't you say you want to call me Miss Xi, my sister Miss Lin?"
"Yes, yes, it's the memory of being small ...
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