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This was the only thing Yang Ge had ever asked him for help with in the six months he had been staying at the inn, and he truly couldn't refuse.,After Yang Ge's figure disappeared at the end of the street, a young man with half his cheek swollen walked out of the backyard and into the front hall, mumbling: "Boss, it's time for breakfast.",> Not until the sun began to set did he push back to the small courtyard with a cart piled high with firewood, neater and taller than anyone else's.。

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