|At last I had arrived, as I stepped off the bus the desolate village looked like so many that I had just passed through in Cang County.
No one was about and we wandered into the first yard of the nearest house, almost right, as the house we wanted was next door.
As I walked into their yard I knew we were at the house of a hunting man. Two hard muscled sighthounds greeted us and I was sure these where hare hounds.
A little later Mr. Shi arrived from the fields from where the family earned their living. This whole area was a vast agricultural land of peasant farmers, who strip planted crops of maize, cotton, tobacco, wheat, sunflowers and vegetables.