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... p> After Su Zhinian washed his hands, he stepped into the dining room where his mother and Song Qingchun were already seated. The two women were chatting among themselves. They were sharing smiles, but Song Qingchun's froze on her face when she saw him enter.
Su Zhinian pulled out a chair to sit in and his mother immediately ladled him a bowl of soup. As she passed it to him, she pointed at two other dishes on the table and said, "This soup and these two dishes are made by Qingchun, here ...
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