It was five years laterthat my father died. I laid him to rest next to my mother. I miss...

[Liang] It was five years later
that my father died. I laid him to rest next to my mother. I miss my father terribly... but a part of me was relieved
he died when he did, before the first trains
roared through the village. The world was modernizing.
He would not have understood. There were many things
he would not have understood. Yan never blamed me for what had happened. Sometimes, the hunter became the hunted. Hello, Yan