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The spring breeze of February was long overdue, leaving the air still cold and piercing to the bone.
Qin Yu was up at six in the morning, braving the cold wind to deliver several rounds of takeout before rushing to the civil affairs office.
He was getting married to Old Yang's granddaughter.
Half a month ago, Old Yang had fallen by the roadside. It drew a crowd, but no one dared to help him up.
Only the delivery man, Qin Yu, lent a hand.
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