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... fugees’ eyes were green. Qiao Mai understood that they hoped for the stars and the moon, and for someone to give them a hand.
"Girl, do you have anything to eat? Come on, we're starving."
"Isn't there a porridge every day?"
"There are more wolves and less meat, it's not enough at all, just a pot of porridge, and they leave after giving it away."
Qiao Mai looked at their skinny faces and sighed, "It's not a solution to always point to the court for relief, y ...
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