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... uring again.

With the early winter rains, the cold crept upwards, so Qin Yao’s family kept the house tightly closed and only felt better with the charcoal burning.

The four Da Lang siblings stayed at home for a few days without neglecting their studies. Except for Da Lang, who had an injured hand, Second Lang, Sanlang, and Si Niang all practiced calligraphy for an hour each day.

Every morning, after reciting his lessons and having breakfast, Liu Ji would take his fancy bo ...

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