On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year in 2025, 48-year-old Su Qingfeng got drunk while watching the son he raised by himself get married. Thinking about his own life, although his life was not very compact in his childhood, he was already suffering from illness in order to live a better life. He had not drank since the divorce. He was drunk today. He had a heart disease, but now his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and his consciousness was gradually blurring. There was the sound of banging and banging on the roof, and my father got up and lit the oil lamp. I got out of bed and opened the door, only to find that the snow outside had blocked the door. I heard the panicked mother spread the quilt on the kang under the kang under the scolding of her father, and put her moaning sister on the edge of the kang, pulling herself hard. But he couldn't wake up. He was conscious but had an unbearable headache. The confused memory was entangled with the memory of the original owner, and pictures flashed through his brain. With a bang, when Su Qingfeng opened her eyes, she saw the roof collapse at the moment when her father pushed her mother onto him.
