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... sit still. She tidied herself up, wore brand new Liberation shoes, clothes and pants without patches, tied her hair into two braids with red hair ribbons hanging in front of her chest, and looked in the mirror. It was blurry; the room was too dark and had no windows. So, Wang Yazi took the mirror outside to check.
She looked left and right, very satisfied.
Wang Daya, who had come back from collecting firewood, glanced at her aunt’s red hair ribbons, a flash of resentment in her ...
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