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After the third brother went back, my brother and I went on business as usual. I've never asked what my brother does every day here, and I've never thought about what happens to a company's company if the president doesn't go to work all year round.

It's the Spring Festival in a blink of an eye. The Spring Festival in the temple is no different from usual. There are no lanterns, red and green. The monks just cleaned every hall inside and out. This reminds me of my mother, who would lead my family to clean up the house, sweep the house, and wash all the clothes every Chinese New Year. Even the animals in the house are eager to wash it.

I still remember one time, my mother had just laid a new ......

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