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Gouwa, dressed in satin and wearing a melon hat, squatted under the village tree holding a bowl, sucking on the braised noodles in the bowl.
The minced meat stewed in the stewed noodles was filled with chili, and he was sweating profusely after eating it.
Zhao Wu who was on the side took a bite of white flour steamed buns, and bumped him with his shoulder, “Hey, brother Li, did you say where to send the food? Is it sold or something? Someone said he would send it Come back?”
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