o bid a fond fareo our dear friend Suyuan and extended our sympato tfully submitted, George  and secretary.quot;

    ts it. I keep tart talking about my mot, to be t day in Kweilin.

    But everybody just nods to approve tes. Even my fatinely. And it seems to me my mothers life has been shelved for new business.

    Auntie An-mei able and moves sloo tco prepare tie Lin, my mot friend, moves to turquoise sofa, crosses cill seated at table. Auntie Ying, ing bag and pulls out tart of a tiny blue ser.

    to talk about stocks terested in buying. Uncle Jack,  mines gold in Canada.

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    quot;erent o play maonig; I ie Ying, wly deaf.

    quot;Later,quot; s;after midnig;

    quot;Ladies, are you at ting or not?quot; says Uncle George. After everybody votes unanimously for tock, I go into tco ask Auntie An-mei ed investing in stocks.

    quot;e used to play maake all. But t; suffing on, one cick jab of gingery meat dabbed onto a turn  seals to tiny nurses cap. quot;You cant ime ago, o invest in tock market. t. Even your mot;

    Auntie An-mei takes count of tray in front of  on eac;Forty on, eigen eac; so inues stuffing. quot;e got smart. No luck. And ake all. Losers take overs! So everyone can -;

    I cie An-mei make more on. S fingers. S o t o complain about, t Auntie An-mei never t about w she was doing.

    quot;S stupid,quot; said my mot;but s o te and ask for pape