Transmigrated to the

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed, followed by a deafening clap of thunder. Heavy rain poured from the sky. No wonder I felt cold, I'm drenched to the bone.,It is April 1972. This is Yangshutun, a remote village in Heilongjiang Province in Northeast China. Four years ago, my parents died protecting the production team's cattle.,While Lin Daya was out feeding the pigs, we snuck into her house and rummaged through her belongings. We didn't stay long each time, just popping in and out, but we did it so often!。