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Liu Yin of Xinxing, whose courtesy name was Changsheng, lost his father at the age of seven. His grief and self-denial went beyond what the rites prescribed, and throughout his three years of mourning he was never once seen to smile. He served his great-grandmother, Lady Wang, with devotion. One night he dreamed that someone told him, “There is millet beneath the western fence.” On waking, he dug there and found fifteen zhong of millet, with an inscription that read: “A hundred shi of millet, enough for seven years, bestowed upon the filial son Liu Yin.” They lived on it for seven years before it was finally exhausted. When Lady Wang died, Liu Yin and his wife wasted away with grief, nearly to the point of death. While her coffin still lay awaiting burial, a fire broke out at their western neighbor’s home, fanned by a fierce wind. Liu Yin and his wife struck the coffin and wailed, and the fire died out. Later, two white doves came and nested in a tree in their courtyard.