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... from working with their faces to the soil and backs to the sky, sweat pouring out.
Wen’s mother returned home in the evening, dusty and tired, washed her hands and face, and prepared to cook. Upon entering the house, she found that Yi Chichi had already made the meal.
Chichi even brought out a bowl of cooled tomato and egg soup.
"Didn’t I say I would cook when I got back?"
"I didn’t feel like working today, so I cooked to improve our meals a bit."
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