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Leaving Ye Qingshuang’s small courtyard, Ye Jingcheng went to his own former courtyard.
The yard remained simple, and the spirit field was not neglected, still planted with Spring Tea and Stone Bamboo.
Clearly, there were still family members responsible for its upkeep here.
Ye Jingcheng walked around the courtyard for a while, feeling a sense of wistful nostalgia.
He was now eighty-one years old, and the last time he was at this courtyard was fifty ye ...
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