只是麦收时节，门前摊了麦子，奶奶总是要说：这块丑石，多碍地面哟，几时把它搬走吧。

Every time we harvested wheat and spread them in front of the door, my grandma would kvetch: “This ugly stone really takes place. Move it away someday.”

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有一年，来了一个石匠，为我家洗一台石磨，奶奶又说：用那块丑石吧，省得从远处搬动。

One year when a mason come by, we asked him to make us a stone mill with it. As my grandma put it:"Why not take this one , so you won't have to fetch one from afar."

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