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... ought for a moment, and handed it to his father:
"Dad, you open it."
Huang Lizhu was silent for a few seconds, squeezing out a word from his tightly pressed lips:
"Okay."
Then he took the key, trembling a little as he inserted it into the keyhole.
Twenty-one years ago.
He rented a few acres of fields and used his life savings to build a thatched cottage.
Twelve years ago, a beast tide struck.
It was also the darkest time of his life ...
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