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... tinuing off and on for half a month, finally eased around mid-February. By then, Liu Yang Village was a mess — the thatched roofs of many houses had collapsed under the weight of the snow. Some villagers who had not managed to flee in time were seriously injured by the ponderous wooden beams.
During those weeks, people would frequently knock on the Mo Family’s gate in the middle of the night, with the frantic relatives of the injured villagers seeking Mo Yan’s help, hoping she could lend ...
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