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... morning light pierced the misty morning mist, the air was fragrant with moisture and soil.
Seeing this, Jiang Yanji gradually felt relieved.
Just in case, she took Zhang Ping and the carpenter's craftsman to inspect the canals and cisterns to make sure that the diversion was unobstructed.
If the floods come again after the drought, this day is really unbearable.
The dried mountain stream regained the sound of gurgling water, smashed a summer leaf to stretch its limbs ...
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