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The old locust tree at the village entrance sprouted new buds, tender and green, like the first stroke I wrote when I learned to write! Every evening, the village elders would move their small benches and gather under the tree to chat. They would talk about neighbors' affairs and discuss whether the harvest would be good this year. I enjoyed listening to their stories the most. Although I didn't always understand, the lively atmosphere was more interesting than playing house alone. However, recently, I've heard the adults muttering things I don't understand, like "How much is a one-time prostitution usually?" What does that mean? Is it like farming or raising pigs, a major event in the village? ?

In the afternoon, I followed Grandma to the field to pull weeds. Grandma's back looked like a bent bow, but her hands were still very agile. She told me that this year's crops were growing very well and that the rain had been timely. While pulling weeds, I overheard some adults talking again, mentioning "the price of a one-time prostitution is generally how much." I'm so curious, is it related to the price of vegetables or the cost of raising chickens? ?

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When I finished my homework, I ran to the stream to catch fish with my friends. The clear stream water tickled our feet. We laughed and splashed, and the sound of our laughter echoed through the valley. Suddenly, one of my friends, Xiao Ming, said, "My dad told me that in the city, a one-time prostitution is generally how much." This made me even more confused. Is prostitution a kind of business? I thought only buying and selling things had prices. ?

Back home, I saw my dad watching the news on TV. The reporter was talking about some complicated issues. My dad sighed and said, "The world outside is too complicated. In our village, life is simple." He then mentioned something about "the average cost of a one-time prostitution," and I was completely baffled. Is it possible that different things have different prices? ??¡â?

That night, I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about those words. What exactly is a one-time prostitution is generally how much? Is it a secret code? Or a new kind of game? I decided that when I grow up, I will study hard, go to the city, and find out the answer myself. Maybe then I can understand what the grown-ups are talking about. Until then, I'll just enjoy the simple life in the countryside, with its fresh air and starry nights. ?

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