After being laid off and in debt, I returned to my hometown and took over my grandfather's grocery store. Only then did I realize that what this store sells is not firewood, rice, oil, and salt, but the folk customs from both sides of the Wanjiang River.
You don't look back when you walk at night, you don't draw eyes on paper figures, you don't catch a woman with her face turned up when you look for a corpse.
I went from being an atheist wage earner to the last rule-abiding person in Tongshui County.
