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... feeling as if he had been hollowed out.
Qiao Dami was also a bit gloomy, silently cooking chicken feed.
Qiao Xiaomai sighed, picked up a bucket to fetch water, and watered the vegetable garden.
At such times, no comfort would work. The only option was to let the heartache slowly pass.
Qiao Changsun’s lips trembled as he spoke, “Finding the person who started the fire will cost us a hundred taels. Plus, he certainly can’t afford to compensate for all that wheat.” ...
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