The river is long, their stories
Grandma gave birth to four daughters
The eldest son is the most economical, and he has been saving his whole life, but in the end he was plotted against by his son.
The second child was the prettiest, and the people chasing him lined up at the factory gate. In the end, he married the wrong man and went south to work for twenty years.
The third child was the most well-behaved. He died when he was seventeen and his ashes were scattered into the lake.
The fourth child was the worst. She broke her leg when she was young, but she lived the best life. She was still holding her hand when she was over fifty.
I am the second child's daughter. I was eight years old when my mother went south, and my grandmother raised me.
Later, I also gave birth to a son, but he disowned me. When I was twenty-six years old, I took the college entrance examination by myself and lived a new life.
Looking back now, their entire lives - good and bad, are all experiences.
In a blink of an eye, life is over.
