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Su Zhi was pushed awake in a daze, and there was a young child's voice in his ear: "Uncle, uncle, don't sleep anymore. Aweng is going to send you to the roll call. If you don't get up, it will be too late." Su Zhi got up like a carp and helped the store buy fireworks last night, carrying them up and down. Mom clearly promised that she could sleep until noon, so why did she wake her up now? The sleepy Su Zhi looked out the window at the night where it was obviously not even five o'clock, and was about to get angry. Suddenly I found that my sleeve was being pulled by a twelve or thirteen year old kid in costume. Su Zhi suddenly had three questions in his mind: "Who is he? Where am I? What am I going to do?"