Buffy nodded and walked over.
that's all.
Amira stood in the middle, with Adalati and Baffya each standing on one side, and they took this not-so-close photo.
"How is it? Does it look good?" Amira said with a smile, her expression seemingly seeking praise.
Adalati glanced at it, then suddenly remembered something, and his eyes welled up with tears.
He choked up, "Lala, do you still remember that photo of Dada and Apa hugging you?"
“You were just over a year old then, and now you’ve graduated from high school.”
Buffy also looked nostalgic.
"Yes, our family was very poor back then, and we couldn't make any money in Xinjiang at all."
"Later, I heard from my fellow villagers that selling lamb skewers in other places is very profitable. Those people from other places love to eat the lamb skewers grilled by people from Xinjiang, thinking they are authentic."
"So, in order to make a living, Dada and I embarked on a journey of no return to sell lamb skewers in other places to earn money. Little did we know that this journey would last for seventeen years!"
In these seventeen years.
Adalati and Baffya miss their daughter every single day, but there's just nothing they can do.
With elderly parents to care for and young children to raise, he not only has to pay for his daughter's tuition and living expenses, but also provide for the retirement of four elderly people, pay rent, and even has to pay for his own food...
At first I would go back once a year, then it became every two or three years...
Life was very hard.
But as long as they were able to support their daughter, they felt it was all worthwhile.
Listening to her parents' story, Amira felt a lump in her throat.
It would be a lie to say she doesn't hate her parents at all over the years...
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