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It's no wonder the old man stared at Du Ruo with eyes like he was looking at a thief. After all, Du Ruo was wearing a patched-up black dress at the moment. She was originally a beautiful and pure girl, with two neat braids, looking very well-behaved. But after coming from Daliu Village to the capital city, she had walked over several mountains on foot, traveled dozens of miles, and spent three days in a carriage. Now, she looked completely lackluster and dull.,His clothes were covered in dust, his hair was messy like a bird's nest, and he hadn't washed his face for days. His face was gray and dirty - who could tell what he looked like!,"Is there something This is the family courtyard of the textile mill, outsiders are not allowed in. If you have nothing to do, get lost and don't wander around here."。