In the past, he was a Shura on the battlefield, but today he is a son-in-law.
I put down my guns and picked up my spatula. I just wanted to give my daughter a stable childhood.
But they called me a loser and laughed at my daughter as a bastard.
When her daughter's fever persisted, her mother-in-law sold her to the dead to marry her in the dark for a gift of 100,000 yuan.
I silently found the dusty military boots and polished them.
When the paper sedan to welcome the bride stopped downstairs, the suona played shrilly.
I held my hot daughter in my arms and walked down step by step.
Smiling at the camera: "Tell the North, Shura... Is awake."
