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... him and Song Mo eating at the table.
"I thought it would take a while for you to get up." Sister Jiu saw me coming down, and put the tableware in the place I used to sit.
There are seven or eight kinds of dim sum and a pot of fresh vegetable porridge on the table, and in front of Song Bailao is a plate of muffins I made yesterday. He has porridge in his bowl and muffins in his hand, combining Chinese and Western, salty and sweet, and eating very happily.
I pulled the seat an ...
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