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As she thought it through Old Madam Shen rushed to the area where the refugees were with the boxes in her hands, she hugged them so tightly. It made her look like she was some crazy woman who has really lost her marbles.
" Mother, what are you carrying in your arms?" Shen Hanxing looked at her mother who was carrying a bunch of packages in her hands and frowned. " Where did you steal this from??"
Old Madam Shen did not reply she pushed the bowl of rice gruel that her daughter was eating on the side with her foot as she sat down on the ground and said with a proud smile, " Who stole this? I got this!"
