Amidst his worries, his mother's voice came from downstairs, "Andrea." "Yes?" Andrea seemed to have found gold, excitedly ran to the stairs to check. Andrea's mother, who was in the kitchen, busy making food, continued loudly, "You go to the warehouse and find me an oven, a mini oven" "Okay." Andrea shouted happily. But he turned back to his grandfather and scratched his head laughing. "I have to give her a hand, grandpa." Grandpa Andrea practiced martial arts with both
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