Land
by Xiang Bengui
About This Novel
Everyone within a hundred miles of Lijiaping Township knows that there is a bulging-eyed boy in Lijiaping Village. Because of his fame, people actually forgot his surname and name. Men and women, old and young, all called him Guyanzi. The name Drum-Eyed Cub comes from his bulging eyes. His eyes were a bit bulging. The eyeballs were like two sheep eggs, protruding outside the eye pits. If you wanted to cover the eyeballs with your eyelids, you had to blink hard. People say that after a person reaches a certain age, his eyeballs will be sunken inward, and the eye sockets are like paulownia ball pits, but bulging eyes are not. For an old man in his sixties, the two eyeballs are not sunken, but seem to bulge outward. It is said that the eyes of a bulging-eyed cub are not bulging when they emerge from his mother's belly.
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Official(2)Scraped 22d ago
I feel deeply that the older generation regards the land as more important than life and throws food into the ground. The younger generation has new ideas, which are good, but they did too much and ended up regretting it. He just wanted to farm and make a living. Is it wrong? What's wrong is that times have changed. In the end, I still didn't achieve my 1,500 mark. It's a pity, but it didn't happen later. After competing with others for land for a lifetime, I finally lost to my family. This is my fate. Good luck all the way. I hope to realize my wish in the next life. The 1500 mark may be my last regret.
Very well written. Think about the land in our home. It is our lifeblood.
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Official(2)Scraped 22d ago
I feel deeply that the older generation regards the land as more important than life and throws food into the ground. The younger generation has new ideas, which are good, but they did too much and ended up regretting it. He just wanted to farm and make a living. Is it wrong? What's wrong is that times have changed. In the end, I still didn't achieve my 1,500 mark. It's a pity, but it didn't happen later. After competing with others for land for a lifetime, I finally lost to my family. This is my fate. Good luck all the way. I hope to realize my wish in the next life. The 1500 mark may be my last regret.
Very well written. Think about the land in our home. It is our lifeblood.
