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... ned home, it was almost ten o’clock.
Liang’s mother sat on the porch knitting a sweater. Seeing him come back, she hurriedly put down her work to greet him, "Why so late? Who did you go to dinner with? You didn’t drink, did you?"
Liang Kean was tired, hungry and thirsty. Upon hearing this, he immediately felt a surge of anger.
"Have dinner? My bike was kicked over, I had to push it all the way back."
Liang’s mother showed a look of distress and anger on her face a ...
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