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Tang Zhenzhen rolled her eyes internally, but a helpless smile appeared on her face: "Alright, let's go. We'll have to grab some food for him later. After all, he's our fellow comrade.",Carefully, he took out a small amount of fried rice flower and earthen tea from inside.,Rong Zhaonan watched Ning Yuan carry the newspaper into the room, then came out and skillfully flipped out the repair tools borrowed from the village committee.。