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.,Over time, they became lazy. They didn't need to work because there was always food, and if they did work, the family would run out of food instead.,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.。
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