Three Women and One River

About This Novel

Weasels and mice are getting worse every generation. My mother sat in the dim light and sighed. In the halo of lights, there are still me and my father. We sat under a dim foreign oil lamp and listened to my mother talk about the past. My mother was talking about the history of our He family, mainly about my grandfather's past. As a result, people related to my grandfather also jumped into the halo from my mother's mouth one by one. Logically speaking, the person who has the most say in family history is my father. But my father was a man of few words. Although he knew the family history well, he, like me, became my mother's silent audience. Occasionally, I will add a sentence or two. My mother glanced at my father from time to time, with a smile on her lips. Your grandfather has thick eyebrows, big eyes, wide mouth and thick lips. He is 1.78 Meters tall and his spine is as straight as an iron plate.

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