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... he noise, and when she grew up a bit, she couldn't wait to send the chick to Xu Yao and the others.

Xu Yao and others who came to her place first had ten eggs in each household, and the remaining people had three eggs in each household. "Each household has ten eggs, and I will make up for you when they hatch next time."

Later people thought that they only had three, but they would make up for it when they heard it. They smiled a little more on their faces, and their words of thanks ...

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