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The morning light was beginning to appear. Looking through the gap in the curtains, the sky looked like a blue crab shell. The newly yellowed fruits on the fruit trees in the garden attracted a few birds to chirp endlessly. Lao Hai tossed and turned all night and did not sleep well. His eyes were astringent and his heart was not at peace because his third daughter, Hai Hua, was trying to get him to go on a blind date to find his wife. Lao Hai's wife Qiuniang passed away three years ago. Now the eldest son Haixing and the second daughter Hairong are working in other places and starting families. Only the third daughter is here and is married and has her own family. The widowed Lao Hai guards an empty garden alone. At noon, the third daughter Haihua rushed over panting under the sun. She had just turned thirty and was already a little fat. Because she was walking in a hurry, her pink face was dripping with oil and sweat. She was wearing a tight floral shirt and her armpits were wet.