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At dusk, the children ran back to the village from the farm yard like a group of noisy thieves, yelling and yelling along the way: "The machine bites people! The iron lump smells the smell of human flesh!" "The iron lump bit off a section of Haichou's hand!" Erhua held the firewood and was about to cook when she heard the children's shouts and threw the firewood away and chased after him: "What are you talking about?" What's wrong?" At this moment, old man Yang San also rushed back from the yard, panting, his face red from holding back. He gestured at Erhua for a long time, and then finally managed to say: "Your brother's hand was bitten by the mower..." Tears welled up in Erhua's eyes: "Dad, what can we do?" "What else can we do, hurry up and send him to the hospital!"