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No one would have thought that the famous leader Xu would be reduced to a dying beggar a few years later. One day at noon, in the heavily guarded Xilin River placer gold mine, a group of miners with sallow faces, thin muscles, and ragged clothes were still in groups of three, feebly panning for gold in their respective gold pits. Hungry, they were all eagerly looking forward to the early arrival of lunch, and looked towards the Old Golden Road from time to time. On the deserted Laojin Road, a beggar appeared in everyone's sight. He was half-clothed, unshaven, unkempt, holding a begging bowl with a gap in his hand, dragging a dog-beating stick, swaying one step at a time, and staggered forward. As soon as he entered the gold field, he fell down on the sand tailings and could not get up.
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