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In the passenger seat, Qiaoqiao sat squeezing his new multicolor modeling clay—it was a toy he had just bought that morning.
In the back seat, Seventh Uncle cradled a handbag in his arms, occasionally burying his nose in it for a deep whiff, a sleazy look that was so hard on Seventh Grandma’s eyes that she simply turned her head to look out the window.
Whereas in the bed of the pickup, jars and pots crowded together, interspersed here and there by various boxes and plastic bu ...
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