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... relatively complete piece of furniture was a wooden chair on which the emaciated Old Father Lal was lying feebly.

Old Father Lal with a long beard was actually not very old. His actual age was only in his 50s, but he looked like a walking dead.

Seeing that Little Jim didn’t bring back any food, but a stranger who ‘didn’t look like a good person’ (Chen Rui), Old Father Lal didn’t save Little Jim’s face at all. He yelled at him, and he even started throwing things to drive Little Jim ...

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