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Woke up in the middle of the night and saw the curtains blown high by the wind. There is a moon, and the green trees outside the window are shining with pearls.
I stood up, put my foot in my red slippers, walked out of the attic and groped down the stairs.
The stairs are old, and under the refraction of moonlight, they are like staggered square bald heads with a secret luster. Step on the first level, step on 1 1, and you can get to the kitchen.
I held down the two copper coins tied around my neck and tied them together along the silk thread so that they wouldn't make any noise. Then I bent down and began to look for food. The cold feeling in my stomach almost froze my whole body, so that I looked like a stiff puppet when I was looking for food.
Half a pot of cold rice. A pack of 20 sausages. A can of salted peanuts. Eight glutinous rice dumplings.
Only these.
Reaching into the rice cooker and taking out the rice to eat is like catching hard pebbles in the desert. I like to twist the towel and unscrew the ham sausage. Usually I grab six pieces at the same time and twist them into 12 segments from the middle. Then squeeze them into rice like toothpaste. I lifted the pot of salted peanuts and still grabbed them to eat. Zongzi was gently stripped of reed leaves and swallowed.
Sandy once said that I was cold when I ate. ...
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