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... hen Da Ming's little hands tightly grasped the opening of the sack and looked at the street.
There was no one.
He laughed twice, put his shoulders to carry the sack and walked to the street.
Da Ming knew that he was stupid. He couldn't figure out many things. But it seemed that since last month, things that he couldn't figure out before seemed to be easily understood.
Every day he sat in the library, reading the "Water Margin Comic Book", and he understood the sto ...
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