The year my eldest brother entered, there was a lot of rain in the west of Xianyang City.
People with ulterior motives are all staring at the little remaining wealth of the Chen family, and at the young sister-in-law who has just passed away and has no support.
In order to protect the family, she learned to carry a boning knife in her waist, and learned to flip the table with the vendors at the vegetable market for two cents.
The old ceiling fan creaked in the stuffy draft. She leaned against the door frame, holding a scarlet firelight between her fingertips. Her eyes penetrated the swirling smoke and pierced my face with a half-smile:
"Now that you have become more capable, you can even guess your sister-in-law's thoughts? How do you plan to help your sister-in-law guard this yard from now on?"
At that moment, I understood that in this life, I was destined to give my life to this woman here.
