I was twelve years old that year, and my family lived in an adobe house at the west end of the village. My mother is a well-known beauty from all over the country. Even if she wears patched clothes, she can't hide her delicate figure. In the autumn of the third year after my father's accident in the mine, idle men in the village kicked open the wooden door of my house. When I picked up the ax for chopping firewood and was about to rush in, I heard my mother crying and begging the man who saved her: "Don't call the police... Please..."
I don't understand why bad people can't be punished.
It wasn't until many years later that I understood that in that land surrounded by mountains, there was something more important than innocence—the right to live.
This is a story about dignity, choice and redemption. There is no golden finger, no destiny-changing destiny, just the footprints of ordinary people moving forward step by step in the mud. From the mountain village to the county town, from despair to glimmer of light, it took me twenty years to understand the weight of my mother's tears.
Reader comments
After reading it, I felt very emotional. I learned a lot from the male protagonist. Through his own efforts, the male protagonist got the life he deserved. It was very real and made people unable to extricate themselves after reading it.
Seems ordinary and ordinary, but in fact Klass is awesome
Touching, heart-wrenching and mesmerizing to listen to
It has a strong sense of immersion and I read it all in one go.
After reading it, I felt very emotional. I learned a lot from the male protagonist. Through his own efforts, the male protagonist got the life he deserved. It was very real and made people unable to extricate themselves after reading it.
Seems ordinary and ordinary, but in fact Klass is awesome Touching, heart-wrenching and mesmerizing to listen to
It has a strong sense of immersion and I read it all in one go.
Very immersive, a rare good book