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Chen Luo learned it and remembered it well. He didn't know why his third uncle asked him to do this, but there must be a reason. Every line has its own wisdom. Chen Luo didn't feel like he had crossed over. The knowledge in his head was more practical than the experience accumulated by several generations of others.,His aesthetic tastes are truly unbearable. Thinking about having to spend his life with a daughter-in-law like this, he felt like he had dug a hole and buried himself in it.,Chen Luo was boiling medicine in a broken pottery pot inside the stable, the pungent smell wafting throughout the yard.。