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Rong Zhaonan looked at the cart she pulled over and raised an eyebrow: "Alright, let's go.",Qin Xiaoxia was glared at by them, so she had to reluctantly take an old biscuit tin from her own box.,Rong Zhaonan watched Ning Yuan carry the newspaper into the room, then came out and skillfully flipped out the repair tools borrowed from the village committee.。