A story about a child in the northern mountainous area who grows like a weed - rooted in the barren land, but stretching out towards the sun.
In 1990, it was the sixth day of the sixth lunar month.
The hottest day in Beishan.
The cicadas screamed in the locust trees, making people go crazy, and even the wind was scalding. The corn leaves in the field were rolled into tubes, and the dog was lying under the wall, its tongue stretched out so long that it was too lazy to breathe hard.
In the courtyard of the Chen family, Liu Guilan was boiling water in the kitchen.
She was pregnant with her third child, and her belly was already so big that she couldn't bend down and had to turn sideways when holding the tongs to hold firewood.
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It looks sad
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It's true, but it should be 5 years earlier than when it was written.
A well-written literature of suffering,
It is true, objective, and the story is vivid. It is a good book and worth reading.
It looks sad
Thank you all for cooperating on this novel. Thank you for your likes and corrections. All your valuable opinions will be taken seriously.
It's true, but it should be 5 years earlier than when it was written.
A well-written literature of suffering,
It is true, objective, and the story is vivid. It is a good book and worth reading.
A good book, worth reading.