There was a slight crackling sound of the straw under the rice pot. Thick smoke came out of the straw gaps, like ink spit out by a cuttlefish. Hanging ropes, the beams of the house flickered in the thick smoke.

Wen Sazi quipped: "This kind of smoke is best smoked bacon." Then he coughed deliberately hard.

"There's green stuff in there, and the grass should be dried again. If you burn something green, you'll be blind. The young woman said as she stirred the straw in the fire.

"A man must be faithful, and fire must be hollow." The old lady said, while putting the year

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