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Hidden in the humid air of a small southern town is a story about survival and bondage. On the wooden bed in the rental house, Dong Lili's hand holding the abortion pill couldn't help but tremble, and the faint throbbing in her belly made her and the embarrassed Zhang Jianjun finally decide to keep this "accidental" child. When he was born, there was no smell of disinfectant in the hospital, only a pair of rusty scissors, a basin of warm water, and the embarrassment and stubbornness of his parents struggling at the bottom. During his growing up years, he grew up listening to the sound of mahjong played in the alley grocery store, watching his mother chatting and laughing at the card table with a cigarette between her fingers, and watching his father riding a tricycle to carry the family's livelihood in the muddy streets. The whispers from neighbors, the pointing of others, and the nameless family background have become indelible marks on his childhood. He was a weed taking root in criticism. In the barren soil, he witnessed his parents fighting the wind and rain of life in the most clumsy way - his mother's kindness and freedom, and his father carrying the rent and rice with his sweat. The love hidden in the smoke, and the perseverance that never bowed in embarrassment, slowly grew into the tenacity in his bones. This is a boy's growth history and a family's survival story. He walked out of the mud, carrying the vitality of his parents like weeds, and in the torrent of time, step by step, he searched for his own light, and finally understood that in those unfavorable days, there was hidden the hottest faith called "home".

The train of life is full of stops and starts, with some people getting on and some getting off. Before I could savor the scenery outside the window, it had already swept backwards, like sand leaking through my fingers. I couldn't catch it and couldn't keep it. What else will happen in Zhang Wenya's story?