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Rebirth 1983: My Wife and Daughter Fainted from Hunger
The cold, damp earthy smell penetrated straight into his nostrils. Lin Feng felt as if his head had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and the pain was so painful that it was about to split. My stomach was churning, and the rancid smell of inferior sweet potato soju made my throat feel hot. He subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the water glass on the bedside. What the fingertips touched was not Simmons' soft sheets, but the hard, pitted earthen kang mat. A biting chill instantly spread t
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Rebirth 1980 I Set up a Hand Rub Factory in the Village
The scorching sun scorched the threshing floor of the Red Star Brigade, and the air was filled with a dry earthy smell and the pungent smell of burning diesel. The cicada screamed hoarsely on the old locust tree, which made people upset. "Su Dahai! You have to pay the eight hundred yuan today, or you have to pay it if you don't!" A sharp roar tore through the sweltering afternoon heat. Production captain Wang Degui put his hands on his hips and sprayed spittle far away. His fleshy face turned th
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Liangzhou Fight for Hegemony
Broken Leaf City is broken. Hu Qi trampled the city gate to pieces, and the Yuan tribe was devoured in despair. Shangguan fled three hundred miles with food and grass. Gu Juanchen, the garrison camp fire chief and the adopted son of a military household, only had seventeen hungry soldiers and three acres of saline-alkali land left in his hands. The day he activated the reputation education system, he was tied to a pillar and waiting to die - the system said: Do good governance to gain reputation
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Go Back to the Village and Farm, Till the Heaven Is Bald
The green bus bumped on the potholed concrete road, spewing out a puff of black smoke, and stopped next to the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. The car door opens. A foot wearing a canvas shoe stepped on the dusty ground. Jiang Fan got out of the car dragging a black suitcase with paint peeling off. The heat wave mixed with the chirping of cicadas instantly enveloped the whole body. He raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight and looked at the familiar stone tablet in front
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