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It was that cold early spring of 1973 when my mother gave me to my cousin as her son. Although it was said to be spring, it was actually still very cold. Because it was during the Spring Festival, I remember it very clearly. It was very cold during the Spring Festival. It is common sense that the Spring Festival is celebrated in winter rather than in spring. I suddenly understood this common sense at that time. I was eight years old that year and in the second grade of elementary school. When I was eight years old and in second grade, I went to visit relatives for the first time at my grandma's house, which was not normal for any child. And this hard-won action was only obtained after I fought to the death. My fight to the death was actually very simple, that is, not eating, not going to school, not doing anything. The main thing is not to herd cows or pick up cow dung, and lie in bed every day pretending to be dead, so that no one can shout.