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After dinner, Sheng Ning tidied up the house. By the time she finished cleaning, it was already late afternoon. Sheng An had gone out and hadn't returned, making her a bit uneasy.
In the early 1980s' countryside, security was generally good, but you could never be too sure about unexpected incidents. With this thought, she hurriedly locked the door and went out to find him.
Although she had been away from home for less than a year, it felt like decades had passed to her. As she looked at each mud-brick house in the village, matching them slowly with the families in her memory, an inexplicable sense of nostalgia washed over her.
She didn't know where to look for Sheng An at first, so she stopped a little boy playing naked on the road, "Hey there, have you seen Sheng An?"
