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... and Wang Chuanman, after seeing the buds in the field, first discussed them around them for a long time, but in the end they did not discuss the reason.

   "The two of us have no brains, why don't you go back and ask your mother." Wang Chuanyuan scratched his head, letting him farm the land was okay, and letting him think about the doorway inside, he felt a pain in his head.

   All he knew was that it was not normal for these buds to grow so tall.

  Wang Chuanman said: "Thi ...

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