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"Yesterday, you said that the wutong tree in the courtyard grew well, and that's why you practiced the words' wutong '," said Lin Zisang as he lowered his brows and spoke warmly.

"It's these two," Si Xin Su nodded his head, he opened up the paper, the brush in his hand paused for a bit, and then looked up at Si Yuan. Father is here today too. Father