Dreaming Back to 1988: Those Years in Ssangmun-Dong

This is a story about the warm daily life between neighbors, Country H in 1988, It is neither the 386 era nor the 880,000 yuan era. It's the era I lived in, and my memory of those days is extremely vivid. On pay day, my father bought a yellow bag containing whole chickens. The mother who placed her father's rice bowl deep in the bed, The family gathered together in whispers, Sitting and looking at three families in one house, Regardless of whether I live in a hutong or not, all my neighbors still remember, Memories of the past vaguely surfaced, and I tossed and turned all night long. Become the foundation of your life today! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.