The cleaner whom I meet on my way home at 12:00 .

Friday at the noon, I come across an old woman on my way home sometimes but not very often.She is short, skinny and got a back with a large, round lump. She is a cleaner wearing in blue. Every time when I walk pass that street,she is sitting on the stair to have her homemade lunch and these are what I can find in her practice lunch box. Sometimes, I saw she got some vegetables, a little of meat, but I am not sure what kind of meat she was eating,and rice. Sometimes, she got some scrambled eggs on the top of the rice with some soy sauce without any vegetables. Every time, when I see her, my heart is broken and needed a few minutes to recover.

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Every time when I walk pass that street,she is sitting on the stair to have her homemade lunch and these are what I can find in her practice lunch box. Sometimes, I saw she got some vegetables, a little of meat, but I am not sure what kind of meat she was eating,and rice.
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