Ten Years of Being Trafficked

In 1986, in the era when zombie movies were booming in sales, roller skates still had four small wheels, and people could not distinguish between reality and fiction. My grandfather relied on reading a few famous works and having some literary style to become a people's teacher in a remote town in Gansu. His people, and that was when the decline of our family began. My grandma was beaten to death by outside gangsters at home before I was born. My aunt was abducted by a group of people in Hebei in that year. Some of these things were told to me by my mother, and some were experienced by me. And my current situation is already the seventh year of being abducted. I have to rely on these memories to find my way home.