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Chinese Migrants Return to Rural Roots
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"Part of me doesn't want to go back to Dongguan," he acknowledged. "Maybe I could find a job a little closer to home, at least. See my wife more often. I'm not old yet -- I could work another 10 years." His voice trailed off.
Deng sat perched on a wooden stool outside his handsome home, looking out to the lane that runs through the village. The oblique afternoon light glanced off his angular face as the sun sank behind a low hill.
With the calm of a schoolteacher explaining to a roomful of pupils, he turned his left palm upward and touched his right index finger gently to the center.
"The only character to describe migrant workers is nan," he said, tracing in even strokes the Chinese character for "difficult, not good" into his palm. "If we stay, it's hard. If we go, it's hard. Sure, this life has always been this way. But it's especially tough now."
Researcher Liu Liu contributed to this report.
