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As I was riding on a bamboo raft, bad luck struck again. I missed a step and fell.,When Zhao Jin'er was washing clothes by the stream one day, she overheard some young village wives talking about marriage. Now that she was about to face it herself, her neck flushed red with embarrassment.,Qin Mu Xiu not only looked good, but his voice was also pleasing to the ear. However, at this moment, it sounded like a death knell to Zhao Jin'er, who twisted and went outside, standing by the kang and refusing to go up.。