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At this moment, the melody of "East is Red" blared from the factory loudspeaker. Several wooden-bodied trucks with canvas tops rumbled toward the warehouse across the street. The drivers inside each sat smoking and puffing their chests out, looking arrogant and unconcerned.,Even as the youngest son living in Qin's village, twenty li outside Dongzhimen after his first year, he didn't suffer much hardship. With seven older brothers above him and both parents present, this youngest son surprisingly hadn't gone hungry very often and ate quite well.,This sentiment, Li Yuan felt, was one that he could not simply ignore.。

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