CHEN XIAO LI: I had this dream when I was in the second year of high school. I hadn’t gone back home that weekend; I stayed in the school with another girl. I think it was a Saturday. I dreamt that my great-grandfather revived. He was buried in our back yard and somebody dug him out. Then my family realized that he was still breathing, so they took him home and attended to him really nice and he pronounced my name.
    He was more than 80 when he passed away. At that time my mother told me that my uncle was cultivating pearls in our house. My father was always busy because he was running a factory and was never at home. So my parents employed someone to look after me and my great-grandfather as well. He died when I was 4 or 5, so I don’t really miss him, I was too young to have a clear memory of him.
    Then he suddenly appeared in my dream when I was in high school. I thought that was very strange. I dreamt that I didn’t go home and he died again. He had revived after being dug out and now he died again. I went back home two weeks after and I saw there was a funeral and everyone was crying. I asked my grandma: “Why are they all crying?” My grandma said: “Your great-grandfather was dug out by someone and he said your name, but then he died again.” So I walked up to his body to look at him but he was alive again and he said: “Xiao Li is back! Let me have a look!” Then a few days later he died again. I woke up from this dream and I felt very tired. I told the other girl about this dream and she said: “Are you sick or what?”
    My father had two factories when I was a child, a brick factory and a tealeaves factory. My mother ran those businesses with him. They were never at home. My older sister went to school somewhere else, she lived with other people. Only I was at home. My parents employed a person from our village to look after me. My great-grandfather also lived in our house. My mother told me that when I was very little, my great-grandfather used to hold me in his arms until I fell asleep. He liked me a lot, but he died when I was 4 or 5 so I don’t really miss him.