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... with only her little eyes timidly looking at him. Seeing the impending rain, he took her back with him.
That’s how Jiang Zhaodi spent her first year.
There were no hundred-day feasts, no birthday ceremonies, but the landfill manager raised her well.
By the time she turned three, she was thin and scrawny, her skin dark and her body grimy, but at least she had grown.
The landfill manager had thought he was given a daughter by heaven, and father and daughter were pre ...
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