I, Cheng Xiuying, am born in the 70s. I am an ordinary person, even my breasts are flat. No one would take a second look at such an ordinary-looking woman walking in the crowd. However, my story has twists and turns. Even the screenwriter did not dare to write it like this, but it actually happened to me. When I was eighteen years old, my mother forced me to marry and have a child with a man I had only met once. After the marriage changed, my son and I were separated for seventeen years, and there was no news at all. Later, because of an article, mother and son recognized each other, and my second husband was born in the same year, month and same day as me. I thought it was a God-given fate. , Firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, counting the days indifferently, with children around my knees, I lived like what others saw. People said that I was a winner in life, but I saw the appearance of love in the book, and found the life I wanted. From then on, regardless of the opposition of my family, I became worldly. Vision, I want to live a life that can only be obtained by tiptoeing, asking for a ray of light from fate, but I am just a nanny living at the bottom of society, a clown in the eyes of the world, and all familiar and unfamiliar people are waiting to see my joke... This is the most real thing. I wrote the story just to commemorate the difficult years when I was fed by words, and the short-lived love that was stillborn before I could understand it in the future. I am unfortunate and lucky. God closed a window for me but opened a door for me...
