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The porridge was a little hot, but he ate it quickly as if he was addicted to it. He sat on the praying mat on the floor and rested his chin on his hands. He smiled as he looked at the blissful taste of the porridge … As soon as the day began, she heard the sound of monks walking in and out of the courtyard. Last night, it was already very late when she had finished eating the ginger porridge