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... me tofu and cucumber, and the soup will be delicious." These four or five kilograms can be used. Been drinking it for half a month.

“There are still soybeans at home. I’ll order some tofu when my mother comes back.”

“The blackened fish bones can be used to make soup, and the rice made with fish soup is delicious. I haven’t eaten fish for several years…”

The last time we had fish at home, Aunt Yan was giving birth to a baby, and a piece of it fell to the ground during confin ...

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