I was born into a home with an alcoholic father and a crazy mother.
The eldest sister used her body to protect us from being beaten, and the second sister said, "Brother, I will support you."
I am the only college student in my family, and I was also a pioneer in the Internet trend.
At the age of 52, the tide went out and I became a loser in everyone's eyes.
My wife hesitated to speak, and my mother-in-law made sarcastic remarks. Only my old mother touched my head and said, "Zhiyuan, you have lost weight."
I have no rebirth, no system.
Only the intuition gained from thirty years of industry experience,
And the stubbornness of "I will never fall like my dad."
This is not just a story about an unemployed man's counterattack.
This is the collective memory of the generation born in the 1970s gritting their teeth, shedding tears, and finally standing up with a smile.
Dedicated to all middle-aged people who are unwilling to be defined by fate.
