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"Daughter! Wake up quickly, daughter? Please wake up, don't let mother worry." A peasant woman about forty years old was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her daughter's hand and crying with tears in her eyes. At this time, a dark-skinned farmer in his forties pushed in the door, looked at his daughter on the bed and asked, "Is my daughter feeling better?" The farmer's voice choked with sobs, and she looked at the man's eyes full of reproach: "Her father, you want Nuannuan to die!" "Stop crying, I don't want to, but if she doesn't marry, how can Yao'er get a wife?"