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... he summer sun blazed overhead.
It was just past noon, and the sun was at its most venomous. Lin Jing pushed a handcart along a dirt road beside the fields, moving at a slow pace.
Laden with several bulging sacks, the cart seemed to groan under their weight.
Before long, upon reaching a spot shaded by trees, Lin Jing stopped.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, then took out a gourd from his waist ...
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