Night Watchman: the Third Uncle I Never Understood

Thick as earth, hot as blood. Open it and witness how a spurned person used his backbone to hold up the dome of people's hearts, and see how the gentle fire in the dark night illuminates the long road of life and death - this is not only a novel, but also a bronze epic dedicated to all "people who boil lamp oil". The novel opens with a shabby rural funeral. Liu Zhiqiang, a big boss who has returned from the provincial capital, feels contempt for his third uncle Liu Jianshe, who has been down and out all his life. However, he discovers a mysterious "running account" in the dilapidated house - a dense record of the tuition subsidies for the children in the village over the past thirty years, with "settled" written clearly after each transaction. What shocked him even more was that the last page of the account book was actually a redemption record for stealing pigs in his childhood. With the appearance of Aunt Mo, the stall keeper, the "true face" of the third uncle was cruelly revealed: he was once the culprit of manslaughter to protect his nephew, and he was stigmatized by ten years in prison; he was an investor who used the profits and sweat from the wonton stall to cultivate the muddy pond, and raised the student fund every penny; he was a martyr who saw through the illusion of "shortcuts", and would rather stay in poverty and refuse to take the wrong path. And Aunt Mo, this silent woman, used thirty years of youth as collateral to guard the secrets and the flame of student aid until the end of her life.