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... d the sun set early. By the time of Shen Zheng, it was already dark. The twilight enveloped everything, rendering the distant mountains even more vast and indistinct. Hua Xiaomai, with a small basket of wild mushrooms on her back, emerged from a patch of low woods and entered the village. She made her way to the fifth farmhouse on the west side, paused briefly in the yard, then tiptoed to the door of the east room. Silently, she pressed her ear against the door panel, unsurprised to hear an unus ...
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