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... once a peasant.”
“I began working when I was five or six. My primary job was cleaning up horse manure. Our family had a pony that was mainly used to pull a plow.”
“Once when I was cleaning up horse manure, the horse suddenly became angry and kicked me with its hind hooves. I fell into the excrement and almost suffocated to death. Although I was luckily saved, the brush with death filled my young heart with fear that I could not dispel for a long time.”
“I became very timid and ...
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