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... were still some oil stains left in the bowls and dishes on the table, with a few grains of rice sticking to the sides of the bowl.
Grandma started tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, the porcelain bowls clinking and clanging together.
Grandpa was leaning back in a worn-out rattan chair by the door, squinting, and slowly picking his teeth.
When he was done, he packed a bowl of tobacco from his pouch.
Once the cigarette was lit, a thin wisp of smoke lazily escaped ...
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