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... iao sat at the table, waiting for food.
After witnessing Jiang Xiaoxiao's appetite in the morning, Xie Xun cooked two extra bowls of rice.
However, rice was different from the porridge in the morning.
Porridge could be slurped with a gourd vine, but rice couldn't.
Xie Xun had to whittle her a pair of tiny chopsticks.
Since there were no bowls small enough, he plucked a gourd leaf.
He scooped the rice onto the gourd leaf, placed it in front of Jiang ...
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