I've thought about it, and that's probably the reason.

Although our family of three was not mistreated, everyone earned work points through physical labor, and those work points were exchanged for food and money.

Every year at the end of the year, our family always owes the team money.

Not only did they not receive any money, but they also had to borrow grain from the team.

I remember one year during the Spring Festival, our family ran out of food.

After discussing it for a long time, my father and mother finally decided to sell my father's last fox fur coat to buy food.

When the father opened the trunk to take out clothes, the mother sat next to him and kept crying.

"It's so cold in winter, and your lungs aren't good, you can't stand the cold. If you sell this coat, what will you wear? Are you going to freeze to death?"

The father gave a bitter smile, "If we hadn't sold this coat, our whole family would have starved to death before we even froze to death!"

The father and mother were arguing when someone knocked on the door.

It turned out to be Captain Li Jin.

He carried a small burlap sack on his back. When he opened it, he found it was filled with bright red sorghum flour!

The father didn't know what to say, "This, so much grain, brigade leader, this..."

My father-in-law stopped my father from refusing, and left the grain himself.

My father-in-law had just left when Uncle Yuliang came again.

He brought three jin of dried sweet potatoes.

"Grind it on a stone mill, and you can use sweet potato flour to make dumplings!"

And so the days went by.

I was especially happy when I discovered a large, dried red jujube swaying in the cold wind on the top branch of the jujube tree outside the cowshed.