Lin Zhiqing frowned and fell asleep. In his dream, he had returned to the memories of his youth that he had not thought about for many years.
That day, when the news of his father's high school came, the officials of the county rode on horses and beat gongs and drums to his house to report the good news. His mother was overjoyed and wanted to go to his grandfather's house to report the good news, but she never came back after that.
He remembered that it was a rainy night with heavy rain. The rain kept falling, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. He was so afraid that he had been waiting at home for his mother to come back, but he did not expect that when the rain stopped, his mother also did not come back.
When the sky gradually brightened up. His father, who had returned from high school, pushed open the old wooden door that creaked whenever he touched it in the mist. His face was gloomy as he wanted to take him away.
