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When Liu Ting saw them, he threw down the things in his hand and came over. He said to Mu Yangling with a smile, “Come, Uncle will plow with you.”
Mu Yangling looked at his hand and shook her head. “Let Aunt Ting do it. Uncle, you should rest. My father has medicinal wine. If you don’t mind, 1’11 bring half a bottle over tomorrow.”
Liu Ting’s face was slightly red, so Madam Liu-Zhang smiled and pushed him away. “Alright, alright. Do you think you’re the one actually pulling t ...
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