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The son stood in the middle of the room, and the mother rushed to the kitchen with Qiu Yi tucked in her arms. My son put down his luggage and shouted to stop me. I had eaten. I was waiting for the bus at the station and had a bowl of shredded pork noodles. Mother ignored him and started working in the kitchen. The door was open, a gust of wind passed through, and the 20-watt light bulb above his head swayed. The son saw that his shadow almost completely covered a wall. The chirping of crickets came from the base of the wall, close to my ears, making the rural night even more peaceful. Suddenly feeling a sense of discomfort, his son quickly turned around, closed the door, and kicked the night out. My father has always been procrastinating. Now he came out of the bedroom, yawning and hunched over. You lost weight! His eyes widened as he approached his son.
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