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... kneeling in front of an altar filled with ancestral tablets, crying sadly. Next to her knelt a young woman, also with her head lowered and crying. The rest of the Duan family members, sitting on the left and right sides, watched silently as the mother and daughter cried.

Sitting on the main seat under the ancestral altar, Duan Dazhu, the head of the Duan family, looked at his daughter-in-law Yang Dahua, and his granddaughter Duan Qiaoling. Seeing that the two of them were still crying, D ...

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