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... p> How can she really make money from embroidery?

Feng Fangfang asked, “Then what kind of embroidery can you show eldest sister-in-law?”

“I'm showing the red-crowned cranes to celebrate longevity embroidery to sister Hong. Eldest sister-in-law, come tomorrow morning when you finish your work if you want to see it,” Su Danhong said.

Feng Fangfang nodded in satisfaction when she received a definite answer. She looked at the pork meat and spare ribs in her hands, and asked, ...

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