I opened my eyes, and my head was pounding as if it would split open. That bottle of Maotai last night packed a serious punch, I thought, massaging my temples. Wait... a thatched roof? I sat up abruptly and found myself lying on a hard wooden bed, covered with a coarse cloth quilt.
"What the hell? Where is this?" the words slipped out before I could stop them.
The door creaked open, and a delicate-featured man dressed in traditional costume walked in. "Cousin, you're awake?"
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