Qiangong Bed

I made you a promise back then. You were still very young and I was also very young. At that time, we had the extravagant hope that I could hold your hand and grow old together. I never thought that China's rural economy, which has lasted for thousands of years, would collapse in an instant; I never thought that in the half century we have lived together, we would have to face all the rain, snow, wind and frost that would appear in troubled times. Time spanned eighty years, and my promise was finally fulfilled. But... I finally can't hold your hand. —————————————————————— Short story. Not trying to make money. I need to sort it out slowly, it will take a long time. But I will be very careful. Based on my grandmother's story. That period of history... Is very far away, but I can't forget it.