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Chen Luo stopped his movements, thrusting the shovel forcefully into the soil. He placed his other hand on the shovel handle and addressed the older man beside him.,“Xiao Luo, you’re almost twenty, right” Uncle San watched Chen Luo work diligently, his eyes filled with pride.,The day after the burial, Chen Luo, who had received the reward money, bought some of the medicinal herbs he needed for his obsession.。