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... her passed away two months ago."
Wang Ying stood beside Xiao Mo and spoke slowly.
The little girl who had once shared a steamed bun with Xiao Mo was now a grown woman, married to a family in Qingshan City.
In fact, Wang Ying’s daughter was already seven or eight years old.
"I never thought the village chief’s and Aunt Chen’s graves would be next to each other," Xiao Mo said with a smile. "I remember how Aunt Chen was always complaining to me that she’d married the ...
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