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And Xiaohei rolled his eyes, saying, "This king doesn't wear shoes; ignorance is really scary."
Looking at the trembling grey hawk squatting on the ground, then at the arrogant back of Hao Fatty, Qin Shou felt utterly depressed. He kicked the servant beside him and said, "Hurry up and check it out, see where that wretched fatty's hawk comes from. If possible, spare no expense, I also want to..."
The servant scrambled up and ran off to investigate.
On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month is Little New Year's Eve, and on Little New Year's Eve, you eat dumplings.
Yang Ruxin prepared several New Year's gifts and had them delivered house to house before nesting at home to read and tell stories to her younger siblings, and in the afternoon, she made dumplings with everyone.
Xiaoyun and her sisters, after applying medicine, had recovered quite a bit and also started helping with whatever work they could manage.