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... i’s wife sat on the wicker chair under the porch, and bored the flowers on the branches.
In March of the capital, there was still some coolness. Rong’s mother took a thin blanket and put it on her lap. She handed a bird’s nest and said softly: “Old lady, you didn’t eat a few mouthfuls for breakfast, the kitchen stewed rock sugar. Bird's nest, eat it hot."
Mrs. Ji’s wife had no appetite, and leaned back on the back of the chair, pointing to the door: “You go to make people jealous, ...
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