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... s rich as Qixia Courtyard.
Mother Zhou and Huazhi were waiting on the sidelines.
Holding up the chopsticks, Aunt Yao absent-mindedly picked up a dish, but she didn't intend to pick it up.
"Auntie, but these dishes are not to your liking?" Mother Zhou asked with concern.
Auntie looked at the table of dishes in front of her, and a gloomy look flashed across her delicate face: "The one who was born is delicate, but she was injured, and the old lady is like the sky ...
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