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... . Rice soup spilled all over the floor, where a few grains of rice could be faintly seen.
"Oh, no!"
Sister Mi’s heart ached at the sight.
There wasn’t much rice left to begin with. Even the Old Master was only given a small handful at a time, boiled into soup to soothe his stomach.
Cheng Xidian stood before them, whip in hand, a gleeful expression on her face as if she had caught them red-handed.
"No wonder the food has been getting worse and worse lately. ...
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