The Child under the Chimney (novelette)
by Changxingang
About This Novel
There are not many fun things in winter. There were no televisions, no cell phones, and no computer games. There was only radio, so, we were against the world. I have two friends, one is Lizi and the other is Brick. During this winter vacation, the three of us are like pickles soaked in a tank, soaking together every day, soaking up the greenness and soaking away the long winter. When we were twelve years old, we stood in the farm square every day looking at the tall chimneys in a daze. How tall is this chimney? We have carefully guessed it many times. I said twenty-five meters! Brick scolded me: "What kind of eyes do you have? You have a belly button. This chimney must be fifty meters long!"
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