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"唔." Gu Nan put down the bowl, wiped a handful of beans that he stuck to his mouth, ate it in his mouth, and his face was a little awkward: "Thank you."

I originally thought that the old man had any bad thoughts, who would have asked her to have a meal.

Although it was a simple meal, she really made her empty stomach much more comfortable.

Speaking of which, the rice in this place is also strange. It is actually a bean rice made out of soybeans.

Also, there is very ...

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