gdao Village was like a dream. Some fragments come to mind, but they don't connect.When I was driving to that old man's house, I was still daydreaming, my mind full of only rings, my husband, and... a...e, fearing they would be coveted by others. So I dare not leave at all, even going to the bathroom—""Are you all by the car Do you need to emphasize that again and again Shame on you..." I rolled my e...