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Returning from the seat of the township government, I was worried all the way. All I could see were dead rats with red bellies. The mouse that had eaten poisonous rice moved slowly at first, and then suddenly twitched, lying on its back with its red belly turned. Just thinking about it, I walked into the house anxiously. To be precise, it is the home of his wife Fan Ying. I "married" 39-year-old Fan Ying at the age of 29 years ago, and I can't explain how it feels. His name was Mi Degui, and he lived in a mountain at the southern foot of the Dabie Mountains. It is a poor mountain ravine with less than a quarter of the arable land per person. After more than 40 years of liberation, there is still no way to build a road directly out of the mountain. It was repaired every year, but was destroyed by flash floods every year. After the responsibility system, it is difficult to recruit villagers, so the road is just a few lines on the proposal of the rural people's congress representatives every year.
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