Liu Zhihong lived a very happy life before the age of ten, she was not called Liu Zhihong at that time, her name was Yang Xiaoping, and she had a younger sister named Yang Xiaohan.

The parents met on a blind date, but they had a good relationship, and they respected each other after marriage. Mother Jona is a traditional housewife, she takes her husband as the sky, her children as the focus, and she is willing to endure hardships and can endure hardships.

There are several very clear images in her memory.

One was the father leading the donkey cart in front, and the mother holding her on the rickety pile of sweet potatoes, which was their year's harvest and the fruits of their day's labor. The land in the mountains is barren, and being able to grow a cart of sweet potatoes is already a gift from God to them, and with this cart of sweet potatoes, they don't have to worry about not surviving the winter.

As they were about to enter the village, they met a man.

The man was pushing a bicycle, and there was a white foam box on the back of the bike with a few candy figures stuck in it. The father bargained with the man for a long time, exchanging some sweet potatoes for a candy man. She doesn't remember what the sugar man tasted like, only that it was a little mouse, that the sunset that evening was beautiful, that her father handed her the sugar man a bright smile, and that the mother who held her in her arms was also gentle.

The other was in the kitchen, late at night, and the yard was dark and snowing. The fire in the hearth was very bright, and it shone warmly. Her mother burned the fire and told her stories. Those stories have been passed down from generation to generation. Her father was steaming xiaolongbao, a method he learned while working outside, and after a while, the aroma of vegetarian buns hit her nose. She doesn't remember how many she ate later, only that it was a warm night.

Later, my mother had a younger sister, and my father went out to work for longer and longer, and there were only three of them left in the family.

When her mother was busy, she took care of her sister, and when her father came back from abroad, he would bring them a lot of gifts, such as electronic watches that could be hung around their necks, such as colored paintbrushes, and then southern mandarin oranges.

Although the father did not bring much each time, those gifts were a rarity for the children in the mountains.

The two places separated, and the relationship between the parents became weaker and weaker, and then a quarrel broke out. At first, they carried her and her sister behind their backs, and then they began to argue in front of her and her sister.

When she was ten years old, her father brought back a man from outside, and it was a woman with heavy makeup.

That night, my father and mother had one of the most heated arguments since they got married. She hid behind the door of the side bedroom with her sister in her arms, and knew a fact in ignorance - her father was going to divorce her mother, and her father fell in love with the woman he brought back, and he wanted to live with that woman.

The mother disagreed, glared at the woman viciously, and lunged at her. The woman jumped desperately under the eaves of the porch like a blown sparrow. The father shielded the woman and calmed her mother. But where could her mother be calm, she kept crying, staring at her father with a pair of eyes that were red from crying.

The father was a little weak and dragged the woman to the master bedroom.

He told his mother that he had not come back to consult with her, but to inform her. She has to divorce this marriage, and she has to divorce if she doesn't leave. The mother was stimulated by her father, and she rushed up like crazy, grabbed him by the hair and scuffled with him.

Liu Zhihong had never seen such a mother, she was frightened, holding her sister motionless.

If it weren't for that woman, my father probably wouldn't have done anything to my mother, after all, it was his wife, and there was still some affection between them. But the woman chirped like a crow, and she pretended to defend her father while blaming her mother. In order to maintain his image in front of that woman, his father began to fight his mother, who was tearing him up.

When the father's fist fell on the mother, the mother went even more crazy.

They fought for a long time, Liu Zhihong's eyes were invisible, there was a blurred light and shadow in front of him, and in his ears was the helpless cry of his mother and the shrill laughter of the woman who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

Later, she saw her mother being pressed to the ground by her father, and saw her father raise his fist and smash it on her mother without mercy. She heard her mother cursing the woman, and she heard her mother reprimanding her father in a very angry voice for abandoning his wife and daughter. As she ran out of the house holding her sister's hand, crying and begging her father to stop beating her mother, she heard the woman snort in disdain.

With tears in his eyes, he turned back and saw the woman leaning against the wall and munching on melon seeds.

She saw it, and her mother saw it, but whenever her mother scolded her, she instigated her father to beat her mother to death.

In a hurry, she let go of her sister's hand and lunged towards the woman. She didn't know why she did that, only that she subconsciously bit the woman's wrist hard.

The woman slapped her desperately, and the harder she hit, the tighter Liu Zhihong bit until his mouth was full of blood.

The woman panicked and asked her father for help, and the father let go of her mother and walked to her three or two steps. She thought that her father would defend herself, but she didn't expect her father to pull her hair, slap her on the head, and fan her directly against the wall.

Liu Zhihong only felt that his eyes were dark, his head was buzzing, and he saw many small stars dangling.

The woman shouted that she was coquettish with her father, and her father kicked her in order to coax the woman to lift her feet, but except for the first kick, she didn't feel the pain in the rest of the feet. She looked at her father in a daze, unable to figure out why he was doing this to her.

Her mother saw her being beaten and got up from the ground. She wanted to comfort her mother, but before she could open her mouth, she fainted.

By the time she was fully conscious, half a month had passed. The mother said that she was kicked by her father and broke two ribs, and said that she had no choice but to agree to the divorce in order to let her father take the money out to treat her. She instinctively tried to comfort her mother, but looking at her tired eyes, messy hair, and unhealed scars on her face, she didn't know what else she could say.

When she was discharged from the hospital, her mother took her back to her grandmother's house, and she learned then that her sister had been sentenced to her father.

At that time, my grandmother happened to be sick, and my aunt pointed the finger at their mother and daughter, and my mother was afraid that my grandmother would be worried and my uncle would be embarrassed, so she only stayed at my grandmother's house for a few days and left with her. In order to survive, the mother tried her best, but no matter how hard they tried, life still stumbled. Her mother's temper became worse and worse, and from time to time she complained and cursed her, saying that she had ruined her marriage.

She knew that it was not easy for her mother, and no matter how her mother cursed her, she endured it and kept silent.

She thought they would get through it, they would get through it, but her mother died, and on the night she turned eleven, she left a suicide note with a lot of typos and walked into the icy river without hesitation.

She said that she couldn't stand her, that she couldn't hold on, that she really loved her father, and that she didn't know how to live the rest of her life without her father.

Liu Zhihong doesn't blame his mother, she thinks that all the fault lies with her father. She didn't cry, but returned to Tangou Village with her mother's suicide note.