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... and. Even if some people look at this batch of food, they have to weigh it. Weigh yourself.
The man who carried the grain was so tired that he was sweating, his face had turned into a red sauce, and his sweat had already wet his clothes.
Seeing a tea shop next to the station in front, I was overjoyed.
"Grandfather, the big guy has been transporting food for so long, and he is tired. Why not rest for a while before hitting the road?"
The leader of the husband laughed a ...
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