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Liu Zhanggui shook his head. "No need to rush, it'll be fine if you can return before dusk tomorrow.",After securing the food, he went into the kitchen as if he knew it by heart and pulled out an old, rusty hand sickle. Ignoring the old man's repeated pleas of "Don't worry about it" and "Take a break first," he left in strides, pushing his tricycle.,That stretch of water he went back many times, but never found those two things.。

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