Introduction to "Born Like a Willow"
My mother said, my name is Xiaohua, I am a seed she picked up, and it will take root wherever it falls.
When I was five years old, my mother was sold to a provincial capital. Before leaving, she gave me a piece of maltose and asked me to wait for her return.
I've been waiting for eleven years.
When we met again, she was the number one in Jinxiu Pavilion, and I was the steward of Qixia Pavilion. There was a wall in the middle. She didn't dare to recognize me. I didn't know who she was. She could only tuck me in secretly at night, and I could only call her "kind aunt" in the backyard.
In this world, women are like willows, their lives are thinner than paper.
The two of us were crushed into the mud, trampled into the soil, and squeezed out of the last drop of blood and tears. But she doesn't regret it, and I don't complain either.
The Crescent Moon Spring is still waiting at the end of the village.
But can we still go back?
