The Fireworks Are Half-Lived, but a Small Profit Is Unforgettable

On a snowy night in southern Jiangxi in 1971, Zhao Lanqin went into labor on her way to the night shift at the brick and tile factory. Her daughter was born in the snow next to the tractor. Because she is a girl, she has not had a name since she was a child, and the whole family calls her "Lao Er". The eldest sister Qiu Ju took care of the family for her and dropped out of school to work in a factory to support her education; Her father, Zhang Shoufu, had never held her in his arms, but he stayed silently at the table when she failed the exam; Mother Zhao Lanqin cried in front of the stove, leaving her the last sip of milk. Her name is Zhang Qiuli. Autumn in autumn is smooth and profitable. This name was left to her by Shanghai educated youth Zhou Ping, who wrote four words on the title page of "Three Hundred Tang Poems" - "Live a Good Life". It took her half her life to learn to live well. This is a story about the preference for sons over daughters, about sisters, about father's love and mother's love. There is no golden finger, no counter-attack and slap in the face, just an ordinary woman who blossoms in suffering. If you have ever been ignored at home, if you have ever been called "Lao Er", this story is written for you.