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Waking up at midnight, I saw that the curtains of the window were blown up high by the wind. There was the moon, shining on the green trees in the window fluorescent and pearly.

I got up, slipped my feet into my red slippers, walked out of the attic, and groped my way down the stairs.

The stairs were old, and in the reflection of the moonlight, they looked like square bald heads arranged in a jumble, with a dull sheen. One step down, eleven, and you could explore the kitchen.

I pressed the two copper coins tethered in my neck and followed the silk threads to beat them together dead center so they wouldn't make a sound. Then I crouched down and began searching for food. The freezing sensation in my gut almost iced my entire body, so much so that it was as if I were a stiff puppet as I searched for food.

A cold half-pot of rice. A packet of 20 ham sausages. A tub of salted peanut rice. 8 glutinous rice dumplings.

Only these.

Sticking my hand into the rice pot to pull out the rice and eat it is like grabbing small, hard gravel in the desert. I like to unscrew ham hocks the same way I unscrew a towel, usually grabbing all six at once and vigorously twisting them down the center into 12 sections. Then squeeze them into the rice like toothpaste. I lifted the pot of salted peanut rice and still grabbed those peanuts to eat. One by one, the dumplings are gently removed from the reeds and swallowed.

Sand Sand once said I eat when I am cold ......

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