That Year, the Snow Fell Silently

One evening in the winter of the year of reform and opening up, a baby girl was born in an ordinary farmyard in Qilu. The whole family was immersed in joy, and people in the village came to bless Mr. Chen. The weak mother looked lovingly at the child wrapped in a candle roll on the kang, breathed a long sigh of relief, and showed a smile on her sweaty face. Becoming a mother myself. There were a bunch of people in the hall, chatting with each other under the dim oil lamp. This child was born in a new era, but at that time, a group of people in this hospital didn't know much about it. …