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Vivian carefully placed a short stool in front of the stove, then bent over and grabbed two handfuls of coarse rice from the rice sack nearby. There was not much rice left inside the sack. Last month, Vivian’s big brother exchanged a silver ornament he had stolen at the pier for the sack of rice. Even though she had been carefully conserving the precious food, the ever-decreasing amount of rice was still very worrying.


There was no more food.


The siblings would only la ...

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