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선의의 대가
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grabbed all the plastic sheets and straw mats from his house, and rushed to the fields in the middle of the night. The cold wind cut his face like a knife, freezing his hands purple and making his whole body shiver, but he didn’t back down. He covered the seedlings with plastic sheets one by one, pressed the edges down with dirt to keep the wind out, and laid straw mats over the weaker seedlings to protect them carefully.