The Hero Enters the World

When I was three years old, my biological parents sold me to a woman for 200 yuan, a bag of rice and a roast chicken so that my eldest brother could go to high school. I will never forget that rainy day, when the woman hugged me and my biological parents counted the two hundred yuan over and over again, happily discussing that they could eat meat tonight. I cried heartbreakingly, and they didn't even look back, hoping to take a look at me before leaving. When we arrived at the new family, we were relatively wealthy, with a sister and a couple. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.