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... The main room of the house.
Mrs. Zeng sat on the kang, mending a jacket of Old Yuan’s, when she suddenly pricked her finger with the needle.
The sudden sharp pain made Mrs. Zeng exclaim.
Old Yuan sat at the corner of the kang, leaning against the quilts piled by the wall. Hearing Mrs. Zeng’s exclamation, he looked up and said, "What happened? Pricked your hand?"
"Yes!"
Mrs. Zeng responded, then put down the needle and jacket, looked up at Old Yuan, pursed ...
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