For decades, we have the same roof. Weddings, funerals, daily necessities, food, rice, oil and salt, their destinies are quietly connected in the intertwining of laughter and tears. In the most ordinary daily life, we can see the tenacity, warmth and dignity in the bones of ordinary people.
Reader comments
After reading the first few chapters, I felt so real. I felt grievances for the mother and daughter in the article. This should be the real thoughts of people in that era. It was too depressing and I didn't continue reading. Let's calm down and read it again in a few days.
After reading the first few chapters, I felt so real. I felt grievances for the mother and daughter in the article. This should be the real thoughts of people in that era. It was too depressing and I didn't continue reading. Let's calm down and read it again in a few days.