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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.,The two buildings were in ruins, and the one we're staying in had only half a roof. It started raining heavily yesterday, and it's been pouring outside all day. Rain is also leaking into our home.,At that time, I went to a temple called Xiangtong Temple. Everyone was buying souvenirs. At one stall, I liked this string of beads. The stall owner said that the beads had been blessed by a high monk. At the time, I even scoffed at the stall owner for bragging.。