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I reached out to pull the covers, but my hand wouldn't lift. What was wrong with me I strained to open my eyes, but all I saw was darkness. I couldn't see a thing.,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.。