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... resses that Grandpa Xu had planted in the past, and I couldn’t walk in without holding a sickle to clear the road.
Xu Yin put down the basket, put on the little fox mask, put her mobile phone on the upside-down bamboo basket, took out the sickle and iron rake, and introduced to fans while weeding:
"This is my grandparents' private plot. The location is a bit off. When my grandpa was here, I used to come here to plant corn and sorghum. After my grandpa left, my grandma was alone. ...
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