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and missed him very much. He was overjoyed and

went to her home that night. When he was enjoying

the “nude wrestle” with her in the quilt, the door was

kicked open. Squint rushed in with a stick in hand.

He gave the vice-manager a good scolding and

nearly beat him to death. He was nude and dared not

cry. He was kneeling on the ground, begging him for

mercy. While he was beaten, Squint’s wife was

watching the show in bed as if she was completely

indifferent to it.

Later, Squint sent his wife back to their village.

It was not far from our city. It was just in the western

suburb and only about thirty kilometers away.

Though his wife was about thirty kilometers away,

he couldn’t see her on weekdays. He was a lecher.

He would miss her on weekdays. But distant water

cannot quench present thirst. So when the weekends

came, he would go back home in haste. Since his

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