On the streets and on the vast Internet, I always open my eyes to listen to other people's stories. Lao Yang's second wife ran away with his young lover; the old lady in the village celebrated her 108th birthday with her feet bound; Sister Zhang ushered in her old age after 40 years of domestic violence; we are just ordinary but different little people. There are many experiences on this road of life, and we always yearn for those lives we have not participated in.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
