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Just a few days after the beginning of winter, there was a knee-deep snowfall. After the snow melted, the temperature dropped a lot. The cold wind kept blowing and never stopped, and the sky was overcast. On some remote dirt roads, you can still see traces of contaminated snow on both sides of the road. The snow blocks have turned black and are piled in the corners, covered with dirty things. In the gloomy sky, there seemed to be a lot of thick gray fog swimming and rolling rapidly. It was impossible to tell whether it was going to snow or strong winds, or whether a more confusing weather was brewing. Anyway, as long as you open your nostrils, you can smell a strange smell in the air. In a huge lock-shaped courtyard covering an area of ten acres, the servants were all looking for the eldest young master Wei Zuotang, following the call of "grandson, grandson" from the critically ill old man Wei.
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