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I was dressed as a stray cat and was being chased by naughty children and running away in panic. When hiding in the small courtyard, I bumped into an old woman living alone. She waved a broom to chase me away: "Dirty thing, leave quickly!" Later, she secretly broke the steamed buns into small pieces and placed them on the tree stump waiting for me. Later, she hugged me and muttered: "Nanny, you are the only one left with grandma." It was quiet the day she left, and the yard was covered with snow. I'm still waiting for steamed bun residue to appear on the tree stump, waiting for her to ruffle my hair. The neighbor said don't wait, grandma won't come back. But they didn't understand, and they agreed to accompany her to see the next spring.