Chapter 11 Discussion on social affairs
The front door of the old courtyard is at Wuding Bridge, and Chaoku Street is the back door.Entering the gatehouse, there is a clean long stone-slab street with wells and small shops lined up on both sides of the street.These shops are different from the outside ones, they don’t sell anything else, they only sell exquisite, fragrant and coquettish things—famous wines and teas, candy snacks, flute pipes, zithers, gold and jade jewelry, sachets, embroidered socks, etc. The prices are quite expensive, and they are only for those passionate prostitutes and ostentatious businessmen.Walking in from the alleys next to the shop, there are courtyards one after another, with narrow courtyard doors next to each other.These courtyard doors with copper rings are usually half-opened and half-closed. Although there is a bead curtain hanging down, you can still see the small bluestone-paved courtyard inside, the shallow hall with one bright and two dark, and the parrot on the shelf. People call for tea, and the bulldog whines in front of the steps... This is the prostitute's house, where the most famous young ladies in Nanjing live like households.These wandering girls are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and only twenty-four or twenty-five years old.Quite a few of them, from their mother's generation, have already started a career as a joker, and they have become a member of the music industry. When they become old and frail mothers, their daughters support the family.Of course, there are also daughters of good families who were sold into fire pits due to family poverty.These girls have received strict training since they were young. Not only are they good at singing and dancing, they are good at flute and piano, and most of them are proficient in writing and ink.The top few are also well-versed in the history of books, can write elegant small script, compose a few fragrant and fresh poems, or draw a few flowers and feathers.For this reason, their social status is different from that of ordinary prostitutes. Not only do they charge a lot of money overnight, but they are also quite picky about their customers.Waiting for ordinary people, not to mention things like drinking and sleeping, even if you want to meet them, it is often difficult.Even so, there is a group of self-proclaimed romantic sons and grandsons, wealthy businessmen and tycoons, who come here to hang out day and night, lingering and forgetting to return, and spend a lot of money to win the favor of beauties.Therefore, despite the starving people outside the courtyard gate and the bad news spreading, the courtyard gate is still full of lights, feasting and frenzied, a carefree scene...
Now, Maoxiang has walked into the gate of Li Shiniang's house, and under the guidance of the madam, walked through the main room to the backyard of Han Xiuzhai.He was trying to control his emotions.Because he will be reunited with his friends soon, he doesn't want to show any abnormal looks in front of them.Pride told him that such inexplicable misfortunes, even if asked by his friends, would be extremely unpleasant and detrimental to his face.It was not easy, however, and the pain and resentment of being insulted, especially by a lowly beggar, still gnawed at his heart.Fortunately, the madam chattered beside him, which somewhat distracted him.
Li Shiniang's madam is a fat little woman who is no longer young, her round face is smeared with powder.She had obviously been drinking, and her protruding goldfish eyes were a little red.She half-covered her lips with a small handkerchief, looked back at Mao Xiang sideways from time to time, and kept talking.She told Maoxiang: Wu Ciwei and Chen Dingsheng have already arrived, and the rest of them have not been seen yet.She also said that when she got up early today, people kept sending posts and inviting Shiniang to accompany her for a drink. Among them were big customers like Master Chengyi Liu and Huizhou salt merchant Wu Tianxing, all of whom were rejected. Ten Niangs wholeheartedly serve the husbands of Fushe.Then, she said that Zhang Kui, the flute player who often came to the old courtyard, had a facial expression because of vitiligo.Two days ago in Meilou, a customer hung a sign on the door, saying "a piece of leather strips", which made Zhang Kui feel ashamed. I haven't seen him for a few days. It is said that he is hiding. up.Then, she immediately said that the silk shop in the gate of the old courtyard had newly bought more than a dozen bolts of western red summer cloth, which were as thin as cicada's wings. Five hundred dollars a foot...
Mao Xiang listened attentively, answering a sentence or two from time to time.Passing through the dim backyard, he came to a long pavilion, stepped up the steps, and immediately heard a high-pitched voice saying:
"If this really happened, I, Wu Yingji, would be incompatible with him!" Then there was a "bang", like the sound of a teacup being heavily placed on the table.
Another person—probably Chen Zhenhui—seemed to be persuading, but his voice was low and hard to hear clearly.
Mao Xiang frowned, thinking: This explosive old senior, I don't know who is losing his temper again.He entered the room in a hurry, turned around and looked around.After not coming for more than a year, he found that the old plum with gnarled branches and the two tall and straight sycamore trees in front of the pavilion were still the same, only the dozen or so poles of green bamboo seemed to be growing thicker and denser.He remembered that Li Shiniang cherished these green bamboos and phoenix trees very much. Every morning and night, he would personally direct the maid to draw water from the well and wash them carefully twice.Although the sky is dark now, Maoxiang can still see the hazy reflection on the clean tree trunks through the lights coming from the lined up ice-cracked windshields...
"No, hum, I think it will!" Wu Yingji in Changxuan cried out suddenly.He obviously went on, but the madam, who followed up the steps, announced in a high-pitched voice:
"Ten Niang, the imposter is here, welcome the distinguished guests!"
The conversation in the Changxuan stopped, and then there were small footsteps.The noren curtain was lifted, and a maid with drooping hair came out first.She bowed to her visitor, turned away, and raised the curtain with both hands.After a while, a slender beauty with beautiful make-up came out slowly, followed by Chen Zhenhui, who was as strong and burly as a Dharma protector.
Seeing Maoxiang, Li Shiniang folded her sleeves around her waist, leaned sideways, parted her red lips, and said in a delicate voice:
"Master, all blessings! I didn't know that the son is coming, please forgive me for the crime of being unwelcome!"
Mao Xiang nodded to Chen Zhenhui first, and then looked at Li Shiniang with the light from the curtain.He found that this popular famous prostitute, known for her beauty and fair complexion, had become more radiant and pitiful since it was rumored that she was ill a few days ago, so he smiled and praised:
"'Lonely and outstandingly beautiful' - I haven't seen you for a long time, but Ten Niang has become more and more beautiful!"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to meet Chen Zhenhui when he suddenly heard someone laughing and saying under the steps:
"Ah, Mr. Mao praises Ten Niang so much, even the servants are jealous!"
Everyone was startled, and turned their heads, only to see two maids carrying a pair of lanterns, illuminating a girl climbing up the steps.The girl was wearing a ermine ear warmer, an ermine fur coat, and a Persian cat with a black cloud cover and snow in her arms.
Mao Xiang recognized that this was Gu Mei, the hostess of Meilou, the most famous prostitute on the Qinhuai River.Not only is she famous far and wide, she is good at poetry and painting, but also has a wide range of friends and many backers, especially the relationship with a group of people in Fushe.Chen Zhenhui probably sent the post, so she came to the meeting right now.
Just as Mao Xiang was about to answer, the bustard standing beside her shouted in half-truth:
"Meiniang, what kind of jealousy are you! Brother-in-laws still praise you too little? Now that the impostor has only praised Shiniang, you want to come and snatch her, my wife will not obey!"
Gu Mei has already walked up the steps.She smiled and said: "If others praise Shi Niang, I don't care. It's just that Mr. Ma said so, and I won't spare her!"
Li Shiniang is obviously very aware of the effect of this kind of teasing on creating a light and indulgent atmosphere.She then frowned, sighed and said: "It's always hard for me to live in my family. It's so easy to get a compliment from the young master, and Meiniang listens to it. If I don't let her, I'm afraid I'll keep pushing her away from now on. I can't escape until Yan Luo Difu. Forget it, I don't dare to take this compliment anymore, let me give it to Meiniang now!"
"This can't be done!" Chen Zhenhui said from the sidelines, shaking her big round head solemnly, "Pijiang's praise is just like Jin's Yuedan's comment, once it is judged, it cannot be changed. However, Meiniang also Don't be jealous, Xiaosheng has a horoscope here, and only mentions the benefits of Meiniang. But it didn't come from Pijiang, I don't know Meiniang..."
Gu Mei hurriedly said: "If you can get Mr. Chen's one-word evaluation, Meiniang will be honored by Hua Dagon! Let alone eight characters?"
Chen Zhenhui smiled slightly, and said: "My horoscope is also derived from "Leisure Emotions"--'The spirit is charming, and the manner is delicate.' I don’t know if it is still satisfactory?"
Everyone applauded, which made Gu Mei feel shy.Facing this kind of convivial atmosphere, Mao Xiang felt that he had returned to a familiar free environment.He forgot the embarrassment and humiliation he had just suffered on the street, lightly waved the folding fan in his hand, looked sideways at Gu Mei with a smile, and chanted:
However, before he could finish reading, Wu Yingji's deep and slow voice suddenly sounded in the hall, making him pause involuntarily.Just listen to Wu Yingji chanting:
This paragraph is also a sentence in "Fu of Leisure Love", but when it is read by Wu Yingji, it is sad and long, full of depression and bitterness, which is extremely inconsistent with the happy atmosphere in front of us.Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they all stopped joking and showed expressions of surprise and uncertainty.Only Chen Zhenhui obviously knew what was going on, he became calm, and finally waved his hand, beckoning everyone to go into the hall together.
This is a rectangular open house with windows on all sides and plum blossom curtains.In the middle is a nanmu kang bed, with several chairs on both sides, and bonsai vases on display.On the four tall floor-to-ceiling candlesticks, eight bright red candles compete for brilliance.The dark and thin Wu Yingji was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, when he heard footsteps, he stopped moaning and turned around slowly.
After Chen Zhenhui walked into the room, she pushed Mao Xiang to the left and saluted to meet him.Maoxiang pushed back again and again, but in the end he couldn't hold him back, so he had to sue and bow.When Wu Yingji came over, Mao Xiang insisted on standing on the right side, and also bowed to see him.Because there were still a few fellow members who hadn't arrived yet and had to salute, so they didn't take off their coats for the time being, and just sat down separately.
At this moment, the madam had left, and the maid brought the tea.Li Shiniang poured four cups with her own hands and offered them to the guests and Gu Mei respectively.In the end, she also poured a glass herself, and originally planned to go up to accompany the guests, but later she saw Gu Mei who was sitting in the back waving to her, and saw that the guests did not show any signs of calling for the time being, so she retreated to sit beside Gu Mei, quietly He started eating melon seeds.
The three members were sipping tea, but no one spoke for a while.Wu Yingji closed his eyes, as if he was resting his mind; Chen Zhenhui was slowly stroking that beautiful long beard thoughtfully.As for Maoxiang, while he was still outside the hall, he heard Wu Yingji's angry voice, and then heard his mournful moans, and after entering the hall, he found that the expressions of the two fellow members were a bit off.He then concluded what had happened.However, if the other party didn't say anything, he didn't intend to take the initiative to ask, "You should tell me, and they will tell me." He thought.
Sure enough, Chen Zhenhui finally stopped stroking her beard and turned to Maoxiang.
"Pijiang, you came from Rugao, did you hear any news along the way?" He asked, with a friendly smile on his plump and strong face.
"Oh..." As soon as the news was mentioned, Mao Xiang first thought of the fact that his father had been transferred with the approval of the imperial court. He felt impulsive and wanted to say it, but he felt that he didn't need to appear too busy, so he held back temporarily.He tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "There is one thing—it's a joke. I met Tang Yunzhong in Changzhou a few days ago, and he said that Ruan Huzi was severely restrained by us recently, and he was quite repentant. He didn't dare to mess with us anymore, so he asked someone to send a message, saying, "There are people who don't change their minds, there is such water!" I heard him say it seriously, so I asked him where he heard it. He said that it was from Zheng Chaozong when he was in Yangzhou. I said it to him. I was angry and funny, so I robbed him on the spot and said, You are also an old Fushe, how could you believe such groundless words? Mandao Ruan Huzi would never say such things, even if he really Having said that, do you believe it? You are such a fool! If Chaozong tells you, Chaozong will be even more foolish!"
While talking, Mao Xiang couldn't help laughing when he thought of Tang Yunzhong's embarrassing look when he was robbed of his job.He was going to make Chen and Wu laugh out loud after hearing this.However, unexpectedly, after hearing this, Chen Zhenhui didn't say a word; Wu Yingji suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Mao Xiang, "Very good, very good!" he said, and then closed his eyes again.
"Well, Pijiang, is there any more?" Chen Zhenhui asked calmly.
"This... Later, on the boat that came to Liudu, I met a few young scholars. They also told me about it, and asked me about it. I was impatient, so I admonished them on the spot and told them Don't spread the word..."
"It's wonderful, it's getting better and better!" Wu Yingji said loudly again, this time, he didn't open his eyes.
Mao Xiang looked at Chen Zhenhui inexplicably.The latter made a "I'll explain to you later" gesture to him.
"Then, where did the news about those young scholars come from, do you know?" He continued to ask.
"This—I didn't ask in detail. I just remember that they came from Gusu and went to Changshu. They planned to meet Qian Muzhai. But Muzhai actually met them... By the way, it seems that they have also been to Yangzhou .”
"Okay!" Wu Yingji leaned forward and stood up, with piercing eyes, "There's no need to ask any more, it's clear now that it's him——Zheng, Chao, and Zong!"
After categorically making this judgment, he walked away.Before that, he had obviously had an argument with Chen Zhenhui, so he appeared a little proud and complacent at the moment.
"But why did Chaozong do this?" Chen Zhenhui stroked her beard and asked thoughtfully.
"Why did you come here?" Wu Yingji turned his face to the thin face covered with a hedgehog-like beard, and said sharply, "It's because of his lack of determination and selfishness! When he published the "Anti-Riot Public Exposure", let him sign it. , I saw that he was very unhappy when he was suffering; later I heard that he was sticky with Ji Cheng, the gardener. Who is Ji Cheng? A shameless cleaner of Ruan Huzi's house! Zong Que hurriedly invited Ji Cheng to Yangzhou to help him build some kind of movie theater—I see, they hooked up with each other at that time! What happened today can be said to have a long history!"
Chen Zhenhui shook her head, obviously not satisfied with this explanation.However, he did not immediately refute, but turned his face to Mao Xiang:
"Bijiang, that's the thing - the Huqiu meeting on March 28 this year was originally presumed to be hosted by Zheng Chaozong and Li Shuzhang, but now the date is approaching. I am afraid that there will be changes. I passed by Yangzhou a few days ago and deliberately Shangyingyuan visited Chaozong and wanted to know how the preparation was going. That day, he was busy instructing people to copy the leaflets. When he saw me, he grabbed me excitedly and dragged him to the study. He talked a lot about it. It was nothing more than that everything was ready and I was relieved. In the end, he insisted on keeping me for dinner. Seeing his kindness, my younger brother did not refuse. Unexpectedly, during the dinner, he said a few words--"
Having said that, Chen Zhenhui paused.He raised his head, looked at Wu Yingji, and casually glanced at Gu Mei and Li Shiniang who were sitting on the back row of chairs.
"Ah, what did Chaozong say?" Mao Xiang asked curiously, and at the same time he had more or less guessed what was going on.
But Chen Zhenhui still didn't speak, he stroked his beard again.The shrewd Gu Mei seems to have noticed it.
"Hey, why haven't Hou Xianggong and the others come? It's making my waist sore!" She said suddenly, stretched her slender waist, and turned her face to Ten Niang, "Sister, when I came in, I saw you standing in front of the hall. There are still a few branches of that plum blossom in bloom. Now the moon is coming up, with a faint fragrance and few shadows, it must be very beautiful! Can you accompany me to have a look?" She said, without waiting for an answer, she held her hand Picking up the Persian cat, she held Shi Niang's arm with one hand, stood up, turned her head and smiled at Chen Zhenhui, made a face, and walked out the door with graceful steps.
Chen Zhenhui watched their backs, smiled and shook her head.When he turned to Maoxiang, Wu Yingji had already spoken coldly:
"He wants us to spare Ruan Huzi!"
Mao Xiang was startled: "Ah, he, did he really say that?"
"No, he hasn't said that yet." Chen Zhenhui hastily corrected, "Chaozong just told me that Ruan Huzi is thinking about repenting recently, which is similar to what you heard from Tang Yunzhong. But—" He turned his face, Looked at the door, then walked to a chair next to Maoxiang and sat down, leaned into his ear and whispered, "During the banquet, he also said that 'there are endless disputes between families, and it is not a blessing for the community. ', advised us not to overdo it. He also said that this is not his personal opinion, and most of the gentlemen in Wuzhong and Yunjian feel the same way."
Speaking of this, Chen Zhenhui intentionally paused for a moment, as if to let Maoxiang taste the meaning of these words, and to observe his reaction.Seeing that Maoxiang was silent, he continued: "If it is true, this matter will probably cause a big mess. Who is behind Chaozong? What are their intentions? It is not clear at the moment. But look at the situation , my brother guesses that something will happen at the Huqiu meeting on March 28th! If we don't want to submit, we must be prepared for contingencies. Zifang, Chaozong, and Taichong are reliable. We must discuss with them first. Come up with a countermeasure. But it won’t work here. My younger brother wants to leave the banquet early tonight and go back to the river room where you are staying. Let’s have a long-term plan, what do you think?”
Mao Xiang listened attentively, tapped the square table with his fingers, but did not answer immediately.Now he also felt that the problem was serious-much worse than he had guessed. "Many gentlemen in Wuzhong and Yunjian feel the same way." How much is this "plenty"?Could it be that Zheng Chaozong deliberately exaggerated?Hmm, that seems unlikely.Zheng Chaozong is a meticulous and careful person. If the matter hadn't developed to a certain extent and he already felt confident, he would never make such a temptation to Chen Zhenhui rashly.Moreover, looking at this situation, Zheng Chaozong is just a walk-on, and there must be someone behind him.However, the most puzzling thing is what kind of purpose and plan does the other party have for trying so hard to excuse Ruan Dacheng?Because the other party should be very clear that doing so will definitely not get the consent of a group of young leaders like them.The result of forcibly overturning the verdict is likely to lead to division within the agency.Yet here's where the confusion lies: They did it even at the risk of secession.what is this?Could it be...Maoxiang's heart suddenly moved, and he blurted out and asked:
"The one who presides over this year's meeting is Li Shuzhang?"
"En." Chen Zhenhui nodded, "Why—"
"Will today's matter have anything to do with them?"
"No way, Shu Zhang doesn't look like that kind of person."
"My little brother said, Jishe—"
Just as Mao Xiang said these two words, Chen Zhenhui's eyes suddenly flickered.He turned his head and took a look at Wu Yingji.The latter's face suddenly changed, he gritted his teeth, and let out a heavy "hum".
Although Mao Xiang didn't finish his words, both Chen and Wu fully understood what he meant.At present, although Fushe is the largest literary society in the country, it did not start from scratch at first, but was formed by merging more than ten small societies in the southeastern region, including Yingshe in Jiangnan, Jishe in Songjiang, and Duanshe in Zhongzhou. , Yishe in Laiyang, Chaoshe in eastern Zhejiang, Zhuangshe in western Zhejiang, Quality Society in Huangzhou, etc.In terms of reputation and strength, in addition to Yingshe, there are several societies in Songjiang Prefecture.A group of people in Jiujishe, with famous figures like Du Linzheng, Xia Yunyi, and Chen Zilong as the core, formed their own faction in Fushe, and often maintained independent views on society affairs.When Zhang Pu, the leader of the Fushe, was alive, they were still restrained; since Zhang Pu died of illness last May, this tendency has become more prominent.The members of the Old Jishe Society, especially the key members of the Laoying Society, such as Sun Chun, Wu, and Wu Yingji, as well as the newly rising young leaders such as Chen Zhenhui, Mao Xiang, and Hou Fangyu, did not buy it.This time at the Huqiu meeting, it was because of their opposition and obstruction that Wu Yingji and his group could not win the seat of the main ally, so they had to let Zheng Yuanxun, that is, Zheng Chaozong, come out and join Li Wen from several social departments. Serve as the main ally.Wu Yingji and others have long been very annoyed by this, and privately believe that the faction of the old few societies did this with the ultimate goal of trying to seize the leadership of the Fushe.In addition, on the issue of dealing with Ruan Dacheng, the faction of the Jishe Group has always held different opinions.Now, could it be that they are making trouble out of it, and want to use this incident to further damage the prestige of Wu Yingji and others?This possibility cannot indeed be ruled out.
"If it's really a few clubs," Chen Zhenhui said thoughtfully, "then, a fight at the Huqiu meeting may be inevitable."
Mao Xiang and Wu Yingji also realized the seriousness of the situation, they frowned, but neither made a sound.
"Of course, this is just speculation, it may not be the case." Chen Zhenhui continued, slowly stroking her long beard.He raised his head and looked at the two fellow members who were contemplating, and suddenly raised his voice, and said sarcastically, "However, I think it's best for them not to make such a bad move, lest they backfire and bring on their own defeat!"
"Ah, brother Dingsheng means—" Maoxiang asked hesitantly.
Chen Zhenhui snorted: "It's not easy to reverse Ruan Huzi's case! Above Tiger Hill, they don't move, if they dare to touch this issue, I will discipline him, the so-called leader, and change people on the spot!"
Wu Yingji nodded slowly, and said resolutely, "It's better to have broken pieces of jade than to have everything broken! If it doesn't work, my younger brother will never let his wish come true!"
After he had said this, the three friends did not speak for a while.Finally, Chen Zhenhui raised her head and forced a smile: "However, I still hope that this will not be the case, lest the social situation be too severe. Of course, we must be prepared in case something happens. So, the few of us, Zifang and the others, Let's all go to Huqiu together to see what's going on. Pijiang, of course you went too?"
"Oh, little brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Tiger Hill." Mao Xiang suddenly became busy, and his face turned red immediately.
"how--"
"I just got information about my father's matter today. My younger brother plans to rush back to Rugao tomorrow and report to my mother." Mao Xiang said with her head down.So, he briefly described the situation when he visited Xiong Mingyu just now.
"Ah, it turns out that your lord has changed his tune. Congratulations!" Chen Zhenhui clasped her hands and said with a smile.
Wu Yingji didn't make a sound.
"Then," Chen Zhenhui said, still smiling, "Since the matter of your lord has come to light, Brother Pijiang can go to the Huqiu meeting with more peace of mind. It's the same with Master Lingtang. "
"Brother Dingsheng doesn't know something. My mother is weak and sick. She has been very sad about this matter for the past six months. She has been bedridden several times. So far, the soup and medicine have not been broken. Besides, my family has no other brothers to serve. Water. I have no choice but to come out this time. In fact, my heart is restless day and night. Now that I hear this news, I wish I could fly back to Ciqin's knees with wings on my body. Other than that, I dare not intervene in anything else."
"Filial piety is the nature of human beings. I didn't dare to be strong at first. It's just that the matter at hand is related to the overall situation of society and is urgent, so I dare to persuade you. In fact, the delay is only ten or twenty days. I hope my brother will think twice." !"
"This... the little brother is afraid of delay, so he decided not to attend the meeting."
Wu Yingji, who was watching the two of them answering each other, obviously became more and more impatient.He finally broke in and said:
"Pijiang, don't you be a little scared?"
"Ah, I'm afraid?"
"Well, I see that you are afraid of those people from Jishe, and you are also afraid of offending Ruan Huzi, Jian captives and bandits!" Wu Yingji's words were as sharp as a knife.
Mao Xiang's face turned red immediately, and then he said with a sneer: "Even though Brother Ciwei wants to act aggressively, but I've decided to go home, I can't move you with words!"
"Hey, why do you need Mr. Wu to provoke you? Brother Pijiang's behavior in the past six months has already caused annoyance from the outside world. However, maybe Brother Pijiang just turned a deaf ear to it."
"Brother Ciwei!" Chen Zhenhui obviously saw that the momentum was wrong and planned to stop it.
"No, it should be said! It's also lest Brother Pijiang will blame us for knowing but not speaking in the future, and losing the way of making friends! Some people say that soldiers on the battlefield forget their lives and fight bloody battles to support the crisis for Daming. Mr. Mao, the fourth son, tried his best to transfer his lord away from the front line of hunting for thieves, and openly wrote a letter of ten thousand words to the court to save his father! He also said that the people of Fushe usually advocate loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, fulfill their responsibilities, and set an example for scholars I don’t know if Mr. Mao’s actions can be regarded as an example?” Wu Yingji wanted to continue, but found that Chen Zhenhui was winking at him desperately, so he stopped temporarily.
Mao Xiang froze as if hit by a sap.Although he had already estimated this kind of accusation, but now that Wu Yingji said it face to face, he was still violently shocked and felt ashamed and indignant.
Chen Zhenhui quickly stood up and shook her hands: "Hey, it's okay! Don't listen to Ciwei's nonsense!" He turned to Wu Yingji and continued to wink, "Ciwei, where did you hear such nonsense? Why didn't I hear it? ——Hey, forget it, let’s not talk about this matter! My family members are so good, they hurt their peace, why bother to come!”
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