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On the rug, a little boy about two and a half years old sat quietly, building a block house. After placing a few blocks, he would glance at Lin Wan.,Lin Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she was almost startled out of her wits.,As soon as the car left the village and merged onto the highway, Lin Wan was drenched in sweat and trembling.。