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... cult for a non-farmer to answer this, so he changed his question. The size of the rain, big or small, should be easy enough to remember.
“The several showers there were, were all small, even less damp than if I had urinated on the ground!”
“Mmm!”
Feng Qing’an had a sense in his heart. With this little rainfall, no wonder the wheat seedlings in the field looked so feeble.
“Take me to your home!”
“Yes!”
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