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... it only soaked the soil on the surface.
Xiaoqing was placed on the tile roof, breathing purple air against the drowsy East.
The second uncle passed by the door with a shovel in a hurry: "Xiao Song, I didn't cook breakfast this morning, your little uncle went to the market to buy biscuits, and he didn't buy yours, let you go to the city to buy and eat.
I have fed Xiaoqing, Xiaobai, and Axe, as well as Xiaojizai and Wudaomei.
I'll go down and plant a tree first.
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