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... le in the city are really different."
It's better to have a banter.
Step inside.
Huang was sitting in the sun, with a needle and thread in his hand, still holding the sole of his shoe.
The thimble is worn on the finger, and the needle in the hand is scratched in the hair from time to time, needle by needle, very carefully.
Maybe she didn't come. Aunt Huang was flustered. She couldn't be careful.
"Auntie, how much have you done these days?"
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