Lao Jiu has only learned three things in his life: growing cotton, accepting his fate, and waiting for her.
When he was sixteen years old, he went to collect cotton with a truck for the first time. Liu Yang stuffed the moldy cotton into the good cotton pile, gave him five yuan, and asked him to keep it secret.
Also in the same year, he saw Liu Xiaoman washing his hair under the plane tree. The water was shining brightly, and she turned around and called him "Brother Ninth." For the first time, he knew what it felt like to have your heart beating in your throat.
He saved two months of change to buy a pen for her, but he didn't dare to give it to her in person, so he asked her father to deliver it to her. She returned a piece of homework paper and wrote: "The pen is very useful, thank you." He folded the paper and put it in his wallet, where he kept it for ten years.
Later he dropped out of school, sold fake cotton, carried sacks, and was hit on the face with a sack at the dock. She squatted next to him in her skirt, buried her head in her knees, and cried all afternoon.
Later she married someone else.
Later, she divorced and returned to town with a daughter named "Mianmian".
Lao Jiu stood at the gate of the factory and saw her getting off the tricycle with her child in her arms, her hair messed up by the wind. He held a bale of cotton in his hand, his knuckles white.
He said: "Eight hundred a month, come and do my accounting."
She said, "Okay."
1V1, HE.
Period writing, realistic, not cool writing. The author previously wrote mainly traditional literature.
If you are a non-virgin woman (divorced with children), please enter with caution.
Intention: I want to write romance novels in traditional literary style!