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At least someone like him, with no family or possessions, who doesn't even understand the customs and manners of the locals, an "outsider" like that, even if he went to the government office and smashed his brains out, he couldn't possibly get a household registration.,He gently pushed open the rickety wooden gate, made of pieces held together with twigs. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a thin, wiry old man with sparse whiskers and wearing patched-up shorts, sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. He skillfully mended a tattered fishing net with a shuttle.,> Not until the sun began to set did he push back to the small courtyard with a cart piled high with firewood, neater and taller than anyone else's.。

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