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... om bamboo from beneath the table, placed the oil-paper umbrella inside, then handed it to Lin Beichen. "Here you go, young man."
"Thank you, sir."
Lin Beichen displayed his payment interface, then took the oil-paper umbrella and headed towards the mountains.
He hadn't walked far.
A crisp voice whispered, "Grandpa, that big brother is so strange!"
A young girl and an elderly man appeared in front of the oil-paper umbrella stall.
The young girl was about twelve ...
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