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After all that commotion, it turns out they were just our own people!,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.,After all, during that first year of cultivation after his arrival, even a three-year-old niece wouldn't eat an egg herself, insisting on feeding it to him.。