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"Ayu, get up, get up, why are you still sleeping? Hurry up and go out to find some help while the weather is cool. We have to pay three to three taels of silver to Boss Niu this month. If we don't have any money, be careful that we will all be beaten to death!"
He slowly glanced at this extremely dilapidated hut, which was leaking from all directions, and finally fixed his eyes on the tall and strong but obviously underage boy in front of him - the shabby cloth on his body.
Clothes that only appear in costume dramas, and they are the kind of rough cloth that the poorest civilians would wear. They are patched everywhere and dirty.
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