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... that can support his family.
None of the three sons could read. The eldest son, Zhao Yuan, was a blacksmith, the second son, Zhao Sheng, was a carpenter.
Zhao Sheng was shaving wood flowers and smiled at Bai Wutong: "The little wooden horse I made, the young master can hold it and play by himself."
Smelly has reached the month when he can crawl, sit, and start to stand, and riding a small wooden horse is just right.
He took over the work for the big family, ...
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