My Passionate Years

Some people say that I have a unique vision, and some say that I have grasped the pulse of the times, but I know that I am just lucky. In the twelfth lunar month of 2002, my mother ran away and was abducted. My father died and deserved it. Homeless, I walked twenty kilometers to the town and met Sister Qiu Hong, whose man had just died. My name is Lu Zhou, and my friends also call me A Zhou. A Zhou's high school grades were not ideal...