I never met my grandfather, who died in 1976. His story happened while my deranged aunt spent the rest of her life searching for sources. The fourth aunt is now repeating the old trick, sorting out Grandpa's past. And only their generation's affection and memory of their grandfather allowed them to do so. It was difficult for my generation to do that. Just to show off the glorious revolutionary career, the Whampoa Military Academy, the Ye Ting Iron Army, the August 1st Nanchang Uprising, the Sanheba Battle... It's good to be alive, maybe this passion is in the blood. So I did something to revitalize the Chinese animation industry and change the environment. Stupid psychopath.
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