“Have a meal !she is crying outside from the kitchen. Two children that do posse originally fast fast on past table one beetle; “Wow, very sweet, very marvellous, I loved to have this kind of fish most, the son is indifferent the ground is crying, daughter also as cry: “Mom, I just say to want to drink vinegar-pepper soup in the morning, you were boiled in the evening, too assist he is slowgoing pace to table, treated one table food, in the heart, rose silently a bit, a bit halcyon and contented feeling, on the face had a few smiles not self-consciously. In child excitedly in the nip dish, atmosphere that buys a rice, the facial thrill through that her Fang Buddha sees him in those days the sort of tenderness and disposition of hot become reconciled.
They raise a head at the same time, each other looked.
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