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... hile, Yang Zhenshan felt much better, but his stomach started growling again.
It was almost noon, and he had only had a bowl of mixed grain porridge in the morning, which was not filling at all.
Yang Zhenshan looked up at the kitchen; the family only ate two meals a day, and the next meal would be in the evening. He felt he couldn't last until then.
Man is iron, food is steel; skipping a meal leaves one terribly hungry.
"Daughter-in-law, start cooking!"
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