Lingtou Supply and Marketing

In the old lane of Lingtou surrounded by demolition, there is a supply and marketing cooperative that has been dead for 28 years. The calendar stopped in 1998, the lamps buzzed day and night, the scent of sugar was wrapped in the smell of corpses, and there were seven iron rules, each one threatening life. Grandma lost her memory for half her life, and she only repeatedly warned her: Don't go to the bottom of the alley, don't touch the fruit candies, and don't look back. I broke in to collect her belongings, only to realize that this strange shop had trapped her in her lifelong longing and grievances. Ghosts come and go, they are all regretful souls; The rules are strict and all is gentle protection; Behind the red curtain is the grandmother I have been waiting for twenty-eight years to take home. The world has changed, but the old alleys still lock up old friends. I entered the game with flesh and blood, broke my obsessions, redeemed old grudges, and brought grandma home.