In the darkness, my nose was full of sourness and when I opened my eyes, I saw a house with a flat floor of 20 square meters. The original owner, a war orphan, lost his little toes due to frostbite and limped around, changing his job to a security office. There were old wooden boxes stacked in the corner of a peeling wooden bed in the house - I pulled out the light cord and stuffed the household registration book and 480 yuan in cash at the bottom of the box. I first fastened the door bolt and started calculating the yard's accounts from counting the deposits.
