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... next morning, Chi Youyou picked the persimmons. She could almost feel that these persimmons were still alive!
Thank goodness Song Shiyu arranged for someone to drive them around; otherwise, hauling herself from home to the bus station, then to Chi Zaozao’s kindergarten, and finally to her own university would have wiped her out.
At this moment, Chi Youyou was using a small cart to personally hand the packaged persimmons to everyone’s hands one by one.
"Thank you, Youyou! ...
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