Annian

It took me until I was ninety years old to understand that the greatest adventure in life is to accept the ordinaryness of each day. My name is Zhou Anyian. Born in the spring of 1936 and died in the winter of 2026. They all asked me the secret of longevity, and I said, "It's nothing special, I just live an ordinary life." My ordinaryness started from birth. I didn't cry much when I was born. The woman who delivered me said, "This baby is not strong enough to raise me. I'm afraid it won't be easy to raise him." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.