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... ldn’t, so she had to accept it. Then, she took a donkey cart back to the village. Her ankle, which she had twisted a few days ago, throbbed slightly with pain, so she bent down and gently pinched it a few times.
By the time she returned to the village, it was already around the fourth or fifth quarter of the Si hour. The women and men passing by frequently looked at her with eyes filled with sympathy, pity, disdain, and views of impurity.
That day, it wasn’t just the Song and Lin ...
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