My soul transmigrated into that of an educated youth sent to the countryside in the 1960s, and I returned home to register, claim a capital-city household registration, and brave the cold to complete three rounds of paperwork. The sign-in System updates once a month. A basin-sized spirit spring, piles of fruit filling the garden, and rabbits hopping about like they're in a playground. This winter will be tough, but there's plenty to be gained, too.
