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"Pinng Er, you must do your job well. Don't do anything that dissatisfies the boss."

In the little straw hut, a weak candle flame was flickering, and on the bed by the window sat a mother and daughter. Her daughter's hair was loose, as if she were about to fall asleep, and her hair was untidy and yellow and dry, just like the girl's.

My mother sat on the edge of the bed