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Lao Liao wore an old, thin cotton coat. He wasn't squeezed in the crowd but stood at the edge of it, holding a bottle of yellow wine in his hand.,Today is the anniversary of my late wife and youngest son's passing. All the kids drink well, both daughters can have a couple of drinks too.,"I'll just follow the team leader," Ding Naifei said, not angry at all. He lit a cigarette and took a long drag, looking pleased.。

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