According to my memory, I came to the outer room and lifted the lid of the rice jar next to the stove, peering inside.,She wore a blue floral tunic, the sleeves rolled up to reveal two slender arms like white bamboo stalks, "swishing" as she washed her clothes.,Looking back one last time, the mottled red door, the dilapidated lintel, and the bustling voices in the courtyard.。