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<p> I want to grow old. </p> <p> We would live in a small and narrow wooden house. The wooden house would have a few holes here and there, and a locust tree would slowly grow through the cracks over the years. </p> <p> A shadow would cover the window frame, and mothballs and moss would sprout in the night. </p> <p> I would wear a gaudy outer robe, curl my black hair into waves, and make my way down to the public kitchens to make his meals. </p> <p> When the oil began the sizzle, I would begin by scattering the chopped onion slices into the pot. </p> <p> The passersby would ask: whose house made such fragrant dishes? </p> <p> Of course, it would be our house. </p> <p> A-Chen and Shui Miao's house. </p>
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