Emily Jiang fetched water, chopped wood, and plowed the fields every day, working diligently for a month.
The Jiang family finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Emily Jiang, the firewood in the backyard is piled up full. It's enough to burn until next winter." Mother held her face worriedly, looking left and right.
Is there something wrong with this child?
"Emily Jiang, we've bought ten water tanks. There's no room for them in the front yard." Dad patted her head helplessly.
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