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... hen I was weak."
Right in this place, in this location.
Jiang Hao put the hatchet on the wood, weighed it twice, and then heavier to fix it.
Immediately after two heavy blows, the firewood was split.
"Four or five years old?" The old man exclaimed:
"Can't hold the knife steady?"
"It was very difficult at that time." Jiang Hao said with a smile.
After more than ten years, he will feel that what happened in the past, but there is no hatred.
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