The scream of tires scraping against the ground pierced the night in the mountainous area of western Henan. The veins in Chen Chujiu's hands holding the steering wheel bulged and his knuckles turned white. The crying voice of my uncle Chen Liguo on the phone is still lingering: "Chujiu, your dad is dying! He left a message before he died. He must wait for you to come back. If he can't see you, he will never rest in peace!"
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