In the 1920s, during the famine years of the early Republic of China, my paternal grandmother was carrying my father. One evening, my grandfather, Zhu Zhifu, went hunting in the mountains to survive. Suddenly, a South China tiger lunged at him from a cliff... At the critical moment, a bolt of lightning split the sky, followed by a thunderous crack. In an instant, the South China tiger became a blazing fire tiger, then a golden tiger, then a black tiger. My grandfather miraculously survived and hurried home. Just then, the sound of a baby crying rang out...
