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... gye was waiting beside. Seeing her relaxed expression, he also finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The basket was held by Jiang Xingye, and inside were the rice and flour Xu Qinghuan had taken from her space, ready to take back for eating.
The basket was always tightly covered. Jiang Xingye had no idea how many times she had swapped supplies from inside; he just assumed they were all things she previously bought at the supply and marketing cooperative.
When they reached th ...
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