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... ar to head outside, Yu Hong quickly followed. He needed to learn where to fetch water.

When they stepped out of the house, to his surprise, Little Stutterer didn’t head to the village well but instead walked down the old asphalt road, past the gravel path.

After about ten minutes, they reached a broken-down well on a low-lying patch of land near the road.

The well was shallow, and in the dim light, the bottom revealed a pool of dark yellow, foul-smelling water.

Wi ...

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