🍅🍅🍅In every story, there is a fat man. The author should tell stories from personal experiences or people around him. More realistic. Since he has fallen in love with his brother's wife, this is a bit intriguing.
A man carrying a whole family on his back went south. My name is Yuan Shoushan. Born in 1961 in Gaoshan Village by the River in Xishui, Guizhou. In my whole life, I have carried three things on my back: food, household registration book, and family. The grain is sent to the grain station in the town and sold to the state for two cents per pound of millet. After paying the public grain, there is not much left. The household registration book says that I am a farmer, and farming is my duty. However, my duty of farming cannot support four people - mother, wife, two children, a sister-in-law who lost her husband, and a nephew who is pregnant. When the year is good, the family can share three hundred kilograms of millet, and they can count the number of days they eat white rice throughout the year. Fertilizer prices have increased, pesticide prices have increased, and seed prices have increased. Grain purchase prices have increased by less than three cents in ten years. This is called the scissors gap between workers and peasants. I don't understand the term. I only know that farming is a loss-making business. Then go. In 1985, when I was twenty-five years old, I boarded a green train with other villagers and went to Guangdong. Moving bricks on a construction site costs five yuan a day. The sewing machine in the factory was worked on a piece-rate basis, and it cost less than 20 yuan for 12 hours. It is common for a contractor to run away, and it is also common for a contractor to not get paid after completing the work. Once the temporary residence permit is found, they will be detained and they will have to pay money. If they cannot pay the money, they will be sent to Dongguan to be stoned. But no matter how difficult it is, I have to send money home every month, and when the farming is busy, I have to buy tickets to go back to plant rice and thresh grain. Both ends are running, both ends are tired, and both ends need money. One month's salary for city people is enough to buy us one acre of land to harvest food for two years. We do the dirtiest and most tiring work in the city, get the least money, and then go back to our hometown to build the most expensive house and raise the cheapest children. This book is about me, people like me. I went south for thirty years, from twenty-five to sixty-three, separated by a river called life - we made money on this side of the river, and we waited for flowers on the other side of the river. I have never done anything important in my life. I just raised three sons, watched them get married and start a family, then paid off the debts I owed and built the house in my hometown. I'm sixty-three this year and can't do anything anymore, so I'm back. The lights are still there, the people are still there, and the days are still going on. Please read this book, it is all about us. ——Yuan Shoushan, sixty-three years old, has been going south for thirty years
In 1984, she was the rich and beautiful woman in the courtyard that everyone envied, but because she married her husband by mistake, she became the laughing stock of her husband's family, and even her daughter was taken away. Since sincerity cannot be exchanged for cherishing it, then change your way of life! She went south to Hainan to explore real estate and went to Australia to build an empire. From a dancer to a business legend, it took her thirty years to live a life that was beyond the reach of her ex-husbands. I thought I would never fall in love again in this life, until that man appeared in front of me across the ocean. "After going through four marriages, it turns out that the end point is always you." [Chronology + Big heroine's entrepreneurship + Reunion + Healing and redemption] Dedicated to all women who don't accept their fate.