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... ding the hillside, carrying a hoe.
Old Man Gao was over fifty, but his hair was almost completely gray.
He held a leaf-rolled green stalk in his mouth, with a bemused smile on his face.
"Piglet, you still have that old habit from childhood, climbing walls and sneaking around, stealing little things. I should have let Big Yellow bite off your fingers earlier, so you’d never become a thief in your life!"
Old Man Gao spoke as he approached.
The big yellow dog ...
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