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"Now outside, those western ghosts, eastern ghosts make a mess, a good pot of sugar water, make a pot of porridge, how can we eat?" "If I come to manage, everything will be in order, everyone will have something to eat, and more." Liu Xuan, a left-behind child in a Chinese border gate cottage, I don't have enough to eat every day, but I'm not afraid, my grandfather said life and death have their own destiny wealth and fortune. I never believe in fate, I...