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Zhao Jiner was extremely embarrassed. She hurriedly kindled a fire to bake her clothes dry and urged Grandma Sun to set off on her journey.,On the kang lay a man, who had not yet opened his mouth but coughed first, it was Qin Muxiu, her husband.,Regardless of whether he was calling to himself, Zhao Jin'er still walked over to the small table in three steps and two strides, poured a bowl of hot tea for him, and held it out.。