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“Xiao Luo, you’re almost twenty, right” Uncle San watched Chen Luo work diligently, his eyes filled with pride.,Most importantly, he is careful. This kind of quality is hard to see in young people these days. Since learning from him, Chen Luo has not made any fatal mistakes. Whatever he learns, he picks up immediately. Now Old Chen Third has little left in his hands. In a few more days, this nephew can also go out and establish himself.,After finishing the burial, Chen Lao San took out a jar of watered-down cheap liquor from the box behind him and poured it onto the blank tombstone.。