These days, he can only make ends meet by painting little pictures and selling them to decorating companies, which turn them into things like cross-stitch kits and decorative clocks. Sometimes that's still not enough, and he has to rely on friends to help him support himself.
Calling it supporting a family is an exaggeration. He lives alone now, spending every day in the company of his paintings. Supporting a family means keeping himself alive so he can go on painting oil paintings that nobody wants to buy.
The sun rises every day, treating everyone equally. It won't fail to wake him just because he's fallen on hard times.
What wakes him is love in middle age.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
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This book is published in Feilu. There are very few people who like this kind of book. If you change the platform, the data will be better.
If no one reads your book on Feilu, post it on another platform.