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... oman with a bun. Her not-so-fair hands were skillfully weaving the concentric knot.
Seeing this, Feng Tianlan’s body stiffened. She recalled that she had learned to weave the concentric knot from the vendor. The first time she did it, it was a little ugly and even crooked. However, Mo Bai kept it as if it was a treasure. Sometimes, it was even hung on his belt like a treasure, he did not find it ugly at all.
“Wife, stop weaving. You should rest and don’t tire yourself out.” ...
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