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... and they were booked that night.

  Early the next morning, she took a taxi to the airport, and then flew abroad for vacation.

   After Qin Shi's family had a worst year.

  On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the couple took their children to the old man's house in another community to celebrate the New Year.

  When they came to Qin's house, it was the youngest son of Aunt Qin's family who came to open the door. As soon as he saw them, the child shouted, "Hello, un ...

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