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... barely broke, Lu Yuanfeng pushed his family’s wooden cart to Zhao Yun’s house.
He loaded the cold noodles and raspberry juice made by Mu Shuangshuang into two wooden barrels.
Cheerfully, he headed towards the town.
Old Mu Family—
Mr. Mu took out a navy blue shirt that he usually wore only during the New Year or festivals and put it on his slightly hunched frame.
The smile on his face was unrestrained, with gaping mouth corners revealing big yellow teeth. < ...
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