บันทึกภาคสนามจากแอปคำขอ — Girigo Journal

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“Let the rain come before the rice dies.”

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The rain came. The youngest son's name was forgotten by his uncles before harvest, and the field he would have inherited was farmed for forty years by a cousin nobody could later place.