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After a long while, the Uncle Cheng finally turned around. He sat down on the mahogany sofa. Put the string and pipe aside. He picked up the teapot and slowly poured the tea into the teacup. I don't know about tea, I don't know what he means by that.

The Uncle Cheng boiled water again, then pointed to the sofa beside them.

"Sit down!"

I quietly sat down on the sofa