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... rned Rooster Mountain.
Qiao Xiaomai, clad in threadbare hemp garments, was just coming down the mountain path with a bundle of firewood on her back when she heard her neighbor, Aunt Guilan, hollering from the distance. “Xiaomai! Hurry home, your mother has run off with the peddler from Changlai Village!”
Zhuang Luhe had run away?
Qiao Xiaomai was stunned.
“What are you dawdling for? Go home now!” Aunt Guilan gestured to her.
Regaining her wits, Qiao Xiaoma ...
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