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She wiped the sweat from her face haphazardly. "Let's not dwell on that, Dr. Rong. Old Branch Secretary promised to get us some old furniture. We need to go to the storage room in the village primary school.",There, Rong Zhaonan dragged the cart and Ning Yuan together to the old classroom of the village school.,Ning Yuan suddenly grabbed the large watering can by the side and, with a scoopful of manure-laden water, splashed it directly onto Huang Xuehong's black and fat face.。