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After hanging the clothes to dry, Qin Xianglian changed into the clothes she wore for working in the fields, strapped on the sprayer, and walked into the house to say to Moron, "Xiao Lang, you watch TV at home, don't run around, mom is going to the field to spray pesticide."
"Got it, mom. Come back early to cook lunch," Moron replied without turning his head, engrossed in the cartoon playing on the TV.
Qin Xianglian, with her sprayer on her back, wearing a straw hat, long sleeves, and pants, covered herself tightly as if afraid of being recognized.
The village's fields were all near Jiang Xiaobai's house, a bit far from the village. Bringing water from home was inconvenient, so almost all the villagers filled their sprayers at Jiang Xiaobai's house to make it easier.
Qin Xianglian walked into Jiang Xiaobai's yard with her sprayer. She put it down, looked around, and seeing no one, walked into the house.
