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... and weak at home and began to think about his future plans.
Du Mu came over with a bowl of chicken soup with two pieces of small Ganoderma lucidum and placed it on the small wooden table under the eaves.
“Zhong’er, try it quickly!”
Mother Du, who was in her seventies, looked at her son lovingly. Her white hair was pinned with a silver hairpin, and a dark red stripe was wiped across her forehead.
There are three deep crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, and the s ...
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