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In the winter, without the help of crops, Aunt Joan's village was seen from a distance as a large group of low houses, some thatched, some of green brick and black tile, most of them thatched with yellow mud.

A long street was right in front of the road that Pei Yin and the others were walking on. On the side of the street, there was a supply shop, and when Pei Yin walked past the supply shop