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... rinned at Jiang Tang.
Jiang Tang: "..." expressed the pain in his wallet.
Well, one chose to raise the cub oneself, even if it meant crying, one had to nurture it.
He sighed, took out the fertilizer he had bought at the market from his Qiankun Bag, and began to pour it over each row of soil.
"Niu!"
At Jiang Tang’s call, the Green Ox mooed and walked out from the shed, hitched itself to the plow, and started plowing the field with Jiang Tang.
As he ...
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