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When the sun touched the mountain, Xiang Suolong threw the bowl and chopsticks into the pot, took a flashlight from the pillow beside the bed, inserted it into his pants pocket, and walked out quickly. The setting sun shot down from the mountain col to the west, pulling his short body out of a long shadow, swaying staggeringly on the field ridge. He is going to sing night songs. In the middle of the afternoon, when the village chief's cousin sent a message to Julong saying that Laifu from Shanshan had called, his father, the fourth old man, was officially depressed at noon. The four old men told him many times during his lifetime that after his death he did not need to attend the ashram or invite the band, but he must accompany the letter to Gelang.
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