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Gu Baitian had a dejected look on his face as he mumbled in a low voice, "I thought I didn't find anything." Under Shen Qingtian's sharp gaze, he nodded cautiously. "Yes, Auntie."

"Second, your mother did not teach you, so I will now. The ancients had a poem that said, "Who knows when food is served on the plate and when the grains are hard to eat