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... ed Song Tan towards the pond.
As they walked, more villagers who came to help gradually gathered. But the more he looked, the more something seemed off—how come everyone was fully equipped, yet only holding fishing nets?
He was dumbfounded, and now looked at Song Tan: "It’s the end of the year, aren’t you cleaning the pond?"
"Not cleaning it." Song Tan said casually, "We sold a batch during the summer, and most of the fish have been caught. These late-developing fish fry, ...
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