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... suddenly asked him about the taste of stinky tofu, he knew that his father’s tone now was a prelude to rage.
If he didn’t answer her question properly now, he was almost certain to get a beating.
Thinking about the fear of being unable to defend himself every time he was beaten, Susan Carter quickly held back the eye roll he was about to throw and answered fairly, "I think it tastes great, I could eat it every day."
The smell of stinky tofu was indeed hard to describe, b ...
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