It is said that there was an old man in Yucheng who always sat under the old locust tree with a bench and told stories. Many children came to listen to his stories.
"Grandpa, do you still want to tell the story from before today?"
"Grandpa, I want to hear new stories, ones you haven't told before!"
"Grandpa, me too."
"Hahahaha, okay, okay, little brats, grandpa is going to tell you a story today that you have never heard before."
"That was a long, long time ago, so long ago that I almost forgot what they looked like..."
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