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It had just rained, and the corridor was still damp. Cheng'er carefully carried a bowl of osmanthus jelly towards Madam Yuan's main chamber.,After lunch, Cheng'er changed into a plain jacket and styled her hair in a simple bun. She took off a few pieces of silver jewelry and went out.,A memorial tablet for the mother was once set up here in the family home, and every year Cheng'er would come here to kneel and recite scriptures for half a day.。