When Shen Jiansu was forty-three years old, she collapsed in the corridor outside the laboratory. When she opened her eyes again, it was 1994. She was fifteen years old, with a floral quilt, a coal stove, cracks in the wall, and the shouts of "selling tofu" from the village head old Li's family from far to near, but her parents were still alive and healthy.
Everyone around her was there. Her deskmate Xu Lu had studied law, and her class teacher Zhou Heng could see her changes. Her father's canteen gradually expanded, and her mother finally no longer had to sew for others until midnight.
And the boy wearing white sneakers...
Purpose: Real strength is not about counterattacking and slapping someone in the face, but about choosing your own life path soberly so that your parents can live a good life and live up to your own talents.