Tangyang grew up in a neglected family. He repeated grades in elementary school and repeated grades in high school. When she was nineteen years old, she clutched the college entrance examination application form, crossed out the "popular majors" that everyone expected, and filled in the field of agriculture, which was thousands of miles away - that was her only favorite hidden in the corner of the draft paper and she dared to say it out loud.
His mother's words, "There is no future in studying farming" became the trigger, and Tang Yang was completely cut off from his living expenses. The winter night in the north was wrapped in the cold wind. She was looking for a part-time job with her remaining twenty yuan. The other party was as mean as ice particles, which made her tremble even when she tried to defend herself.
At the graduation job fair, Lin Wan put the investment bank offer at the bottom of the suitcase and dragged her suitcase back to her hometown village. She squatted in the renovated nursery shed, touching the newly sprouted seedlings with her fingertips. The girl's lonely past eventually became the confidence to take root in the soil.
At this time, she met Gong Xiuyin again, but the relationship between the two was average. They just had a few quarrels with each other.
Tangyang: If you're not familiar with it, let's start.
Intention: Time spreads its claws and crawls crazily
Xiaohe Xia Is the Monitor