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This five-dollar bill printed with the image of a large steel mill was hers. She kept it specifically in a box, separate from the scattered few cents and dimes she usually carried around on her person.,Qin Xiaoxia felt Tang Zhenzhen's fingers pinching her arm, making her gasp in pain. She could only nod: "Yes, yes, yes... I remember. There are five dollars of Zhenzhen's in my study notebook.",Li Yan looked at Ning Yuan, his expression softened a lot: "Ning Zhiqing, Bai Yi came from the commune this afternoon, she should be here to bring you living expenses. She's waiting for you in the production team office."。