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... e. In this season, the branches are covered with green persimmons. In another month, these persimmons will start to be picked.
Wen Qing raised her hand, pointed at the persimmon tree, and asked Qu Heyuan: "Grandpa, is this the tree you're talking about? Is this the persimmon tree that grandma planted?"
"No." Qu Heyuan pointed to a small tree beside him, which was only half his height, and said, "It's here."
When Wen Qing saw the tree: "..."
Because she didn't ...
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