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... e years have passed.
Lobelia, who has already turned three, woke up early in the morning and got out of bed.
Without even having time to tidy her disheveled hair, she walked to the cabinet, took out an ointment made from medicinal herbs, and opened the door on tiptoe.
She toddled along the corridor, stopping at her mother’s room.
Click.
As she opens the door and enters the room, she sees her mother sitting on the bed, welcoming her with a bright smile.
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