In rural areas of eastern Henan, parents spend their entire lives digging in the dirt and suffer a lot of grievances.
My father was an honest man who lost his father when he was young and was ostracized by his uncle at home;
My mother was thrifty and capable, and gave birth to three daughters in a row. However, because she had no sons, she was scorned by her mother-in-law and bullied by my third master and his family.
Famine gnawed leaves, and earth huts were accompanied by oil lamps. No matter how hard the days were, my parents would always protect the three of us sisters in the palm of their hands.
When we grow up, we work together as a team and work hard individually.
Finally built a two-story building for my parents.
Let the home that was once unable to lift its head feel completely proud.
A daughter can also hold up the sky, and loess can produce golden ears.
