Little Kumquat

The famine of the 1960s left a generation with indelible growing pains. The 5-year-old Jin Qi followed his mother everywhere, digging grass roots and scraping tree bark. He was so hungry that he was very thin, but he still lived a carefree life. Until one day, she suddenly understood: It turns out that I am not the only one my father loves most; Neither is my mother. ---------------------------------------- It was a New Year's Eve night. The brigade had distributed rations, and the whole family gathered together to have a rare meal. It was also that night that Jin Qi learned that there was something softer than clouds in the world, called white mask; something sweeter than rock sugar and rounder than the sun, called little kumquat. "When did dad eat it? Why didn't I know." She asked curiously, raising her face. Dad laughed and said, "I ate it when I was playing against Lao Mei. You weren't there yet." Oh, I remembered it today. Dad also went to North Korea and fought against the United States. Where is North Korea? I don't know today. She only knew that her father had a beautiful green dress, and he looked very handsome in it, but he never wore it. ---------------------------------------- Jinqi, like her father, fell in love with looking at the sky, imagining that the clouds and sun in the sky would one day fall into her mouth. That was the best thing she had ever eaten. Later, in order to sneak a taste of the white mask, her eldest sister was severely beaten, and her second sister also lost her life. At that time, Jin Qi had already eaten the little kumquat that she had longed for, but she only felt that the food in her mouth was bitter and astringent, which made her want to cry. Why is it completely different from what dad said? Concept: The ups and downs of life