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"What's wrong?" Looking at Feng Chuan's suddenly serious expression, there was a faint sense of worry in my heart.
It was at that moment that Joe came in.
"Old Joe, did you sprinkle these glutinous rice yesterday?"
As soon as he walked in, he was asked this question by Feng Chuan. Old Qiao was slightly dumbfounded, but he still nodded his head. "That's right
