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... gyong, but he dodged, "No need, it’s dirty!"
He handed the satchel to Dong Sufen, shoveled the dung on the ground into the dung basket, picked up the shoulder pole on the ground, and lifted the dung. "Where to?"
"To the communal cesspool," Dong Sufen said, and Jiang Xingye turned and left.
The burden of dung that was suffocating for her seemed weightless on Jiang Xingyong’s shoulder. He walked briskly.
Dong Sufen held the satchel strap and felt like crying. The th ...
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