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A dilapidated courtyard with mud walls, the center of which is three dilapidated earthen houses. Their roofs are thatched with straw. There are two more dilapidated earthen houses on each side of the main house. Besides these few rooms, there is nothing else in the courtyard, looking bare and desolate.,The people in the room walked towards the newcomer. He was thin and lanky, hunched over, looking much older than his less than thirty years.,On the bed, Xie Yunjin listened to Xie Erzhu's words, and his proud eyebrows softened by two points.。