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"Shh!" Lin Wan whispered, her slender white finger raised to the pink tip of Mei Min's nose. "Min Min, be quiet.",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.,Two people stood up and walked to the child. Lin Wan squatted down and looked directly at the child, "Baby, Auntie Minmin is leaving oh Say goodbye to Auntie"。