Squatting

I was born in a rural area, lost my father when I was eleven, and dropped out of school to work. Twenty-one jobs: squatting repairing cars, squatting moving bricks, squatting welding steel bars, squatting selling pork. I squatted until my knees deformed and left dozens of scars on my body. When I became a live-in son-in-law, my mother-in-law made me clean toilets and sweep the yard, and she scolded me for three years. Only my wife, Xiaoman, understood me and secretly stuffed eggs into my pocket. Later, he learned computer repair in an Internet cafe and opened an online store to sell accessories. From three orders a day, he became worth tens of millions. Now that I am sitting in the office, I still like to squat - it has been a habit in my bones for more than 20 years. A story about standing up after squatting for a long time.