Wu Hanxiao is a girl from Shanchang. She is 11 years old this year. She was born in 1989. In the 1980s and 1990s, family planning was everywhere, but her parents still gave her two younger sisters and one younger brother. In my childhood, there were no kisses or hugs from my parents, only endless pigs to feed, endless firewood to beat, and endless pig grass to cut. It was very cold in the morning at that time, so I had to get up early and walk to school. It was very dark at night at that time, but under the moonlight, Wu Hanxiao still had to help his grandmother push the cart, which was full of firewood. The firewood stolen at night must be smuggled out at night and sold the next day, so that there is a little money for food and clothing. Wu Hanxiao also imagined that she could be like her classmates, in the arms of her parents, having a full meal in the morning and watching TV at home in the evening. But all she had were the thick calluses on her hands, the thick sweat on her forehead, the spring water in the mountains that could quench her thirst, and the moonlight that illuminated her homework. Life was very difficult, but such a difficult environment gave her a tough heart. She has been studying since she was a child. She is beautiful, quick and decisive in her work...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
