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had long known that his youngest son would be going home today. He woke up early in the morning to clean the house.

"It's my birthday and mother's bitter day, yet you're still so good. You're so tormenting ?" Xue Duanjing criticized.

The Mrs Xue ignored him. After the first day, he could no longer sit in the main house and slowly walked through the yard, walking to the drooping flower gate