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“Higher! Higher!” Wang Daniu saw from afar a small figure being lifted by an adult, who was holding him around the waist. The fair, tender arms stretched upwards, reaching for the red persimmons on the tree. The persimmon tree was planted about ten meters from Zhou Lingchun’s house, right next to the gravel path. It was late autumn now; the persimmon tree had shed all its leaves, leaving only dark, protruding branches with a few remaining fruits still hanging on them. Those few orange-red fruits…
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“Sheng Sheng stepped on the graves in the field, she must have upset them! She’s been weak lately, so those unclean things must have gotten close to her!” Auntie Sun said. Zhou Lingchun was somewhat skeptical. He turned back to look at Liansheng, who was lying in bed, eyes closed, having just been coaxed to sleep. He asked, “Really?” “Of course it is!” Auntie Sun’s eyes widened, and she lowered her voice a few notches. “Lingchun, I told you before, that land shouldn’t be leased. Their…
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15 The cloth was rinsed in water again, becoming damp and cool, and was placed back on Liansheng’s forehead. It was deep into the night. All was silent. In the warm, yellow lamplight, Zhou Lingchun sat by the bed, gently wiping Liansheng’s arm with a towel. Wangcai sat quietly on the floor, its two eyes fixed forward like a sentinel watching the two people. Juzi was also lying on the bedside table, watching Liansheng on the bed with half-closed eyes. “Meow,” Juzi whispered. Liansheng was…
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14 The kitchen still had hot water left from the stove, stored in a large red thermos. By the time Zhou Lingchun went out to fetch water, Grandma had already shelled a small bowl of edamame. The beans were a bit old, tinged yellow. Grandma was over 80 years old, and her eyes and ears were failing, yet she couldn't sit still, always wanting to do something. She sat leaning against the wall of her own room, noticed a figure, scrutinized it, and realized it was Zhou Lingchun. “Lingchun, has Liansheng…
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13 Orange was begged from Old Lady Sun’s house, and it was entirely orange. When Lian Sheng had gone to Old Lady Sun’s house to look at the cat with a voice full of pity, Orange was still nursing under its mother’s belly, extending its paws to drink milk. By the time it could eat solid food, it was sitting in Zhou Lingchun’s large hand one noon, returning to their tiled-roof home. Orange was already two months old. It wore a pink flea collar around its neck and had a well-proportioned body.…
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12 As soon as they got home, Liansheng started rummaging through Zhou Lingchun’s room. “Zhou Lingchun! Come here, where is that handkerchief I used to have?” Liansheng couldn’t find it in the money drawer and shouted toward the man outside who was parking his bicycle in the narrow alley. After a few seconds, Zhou Lingchun came in and said, “What do you need the handkerchief for? I put it on top of the cabinet.” Previously, when Zhou Lingchun went to the drawer for money, he found that…
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Autumn. The air was cool and crisp. Every year, after the rice harvest, it was time to plant wheat. While every household was busy, Zhou Lingchun pushed his bicycle early in the morning, with Liansheng sitting on the seat, heading toward the town hospital. Lately, the temperature drop in the foothills was faster than Liansheng’s mood swings. The night before, Zhou Lingchun had reminded Liansheng to put on an extra jacket the next morning. Liansheng, wearing his long-sleeved pajamas, agreed readily,…
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10 The land cultivated at the foot of the mountain wasn't extensive, totaling only about eight or nine mu, all planted with corn. Zhou Lingchun had sown his corn early, and in a patch of corn stalks that still held some green, two mu had already turned a scorched yellow. The sun gradually climbed directly overhead, and the sunlight became blinding. Zhou Lingchun had a towel draped around his neck. In a patch of corn stalks that was nearly withered, he deftly snapped the ears of corn off the stalks. With…
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It was already noon. The sun was scorching, causing the leaves on the awning to curl up. Lian Sheng poked his head out and peered toward the end of the small path nearby. After a moment of thought, he grabbed a cattail fan from Zhou Lingchun’s room, placed it on his head, and walked out. The path was gravel. The soles of the shoes he wore today were thin, and Lian Sheng’s feet were tender. He walked forward with a wobbly gait, frowning, as crystalline beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. He…
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Chapter 98: Yu Fengran's Birthday Party! Chapter 98: Yu Fengran's Birthday Party! Zhuo Huaimo had his cast removed yesterday and returned to the company for filming today. It's not that he's particularly dedicated; he just couldn't bear the thought of paying the breach of contract fee! In the studio, the flashlights flickered incessantly as he slightly turned his body, revealing his beautifully contoured jawline. "Perfect!" The photographer gave an OK gesture, "Director Zhuo, your condition is better…-
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