Daily life of female supporting actresses in the 1970s

My life, no, I don’t have my own life!

I have lived for eighty-five years, but I haven't lived many days for myself.

Since I was born in such a family, my tragedy was destined.

The incompetent and paranoid mother, although she is obviously incompetent, still hopes to rely on her illiterate son to let them enjoy a life of wealth and glory.

My weak and incompetent father only knows how to let me endure it.

It was already unfair enough for his mother, a princess of the royal family, to marry a peddler, and she couldn't make his life suffer any more.

I don’t know why my mother suffered so much. There are so many people who suffered more than her, but no one said anything.

At least his mother has food to eat and clothes to wear and doesn't have to work, so why is he suffering?

My father just said, when you grow up, you will understand.

I still couldn't understand it until I left that home.

They clearly have the conditions, but they still want us to eat it.

Until my death, I still didn't understand why, for the so-called royal dignity and vanity, she wanted everyone to make wedding dresses for her and was willing to make herself despised by everyone.

When we were young, we were arranged to beg in order to supplement the family income.

Once they are able to work, they will become child laborers.

The years when I worked as a child laborer were the happiest days of my life. At least my employer gave me enough food to eat and taught me to read.

As long as I do my job well, I won't be beaten or scolded.

It wasn't until I was eight years old that my parents noticed that I was stronger than my peers.

They felt that with my strength, the pay for child labor was too low and not cost-effective.

So they helped me quit my child labor job and let me pull a rickshaw.

I was young and not many people rode my car, but even so, I earned more than working as a child laborer.

I can usually use a rickshaw to pick up my sister to school.

However, I lived a life of hunger, coldness, and being beaten and scolded.

It can be said that I managed to survive those years by pulling a rickshaw and begging.

This was my life until the year I was sold for the first time. I was quite happy when I was sold.

I thought, as long as the Japanese treated me as well as my previous employers, I would work very hard for them.

But I thought too much. They were not human beings at all. They did the hardest work and were not even fed enough. They were beaten and scolded at every turn.

When you are in a bad mood, no matter whether you have made any mistakes or not, if you touch their wounds, you will lose your life.

But after seeing people like me who just wanted to survive being killed, I wanted to run away.

You will die there sooner or later, so you might as well take a gamble. If you win, you can find a safe place to live a good life.

If you are unlucky enough to be caught, you will die early and be reborn.

Fortunately, I won the bet, but I was still very scared when I was picked up by the guerrillas.

I had no idea what those people with weapons were doing, and my first reaction was that they were conscripting men.

I didn't even know what guerrillas were. My own survival was a problem, so how could I understand the hatred of losing my country?

But they were very kind to me. They themselves could not even get enough to eat, but they gave the little fine food they had to me, a wounded soldier.

I had a high fever and they took care of me all night long.

After I recovered, I took them to the Japanese military base. They killed all the Japanese there and seized a lot of supplies.

After returning to the base, Captain Ma hesitated for a long time, taking it up and putting it down, putting it down and taking it up again.

Finally, he handed me a stack of silver dollars and said, "Here's your reward, kid. Where is your home? I'll take you back. Don't run around anymore, or you'll be drafted again."

Child, I am still a child. Yes, I am only thirteen years old, how can I not be a child?

I hesitated for a long time and finally said, "I don't have a home."

That was the first time I told a lie!

My family is not even as good as my employer's, and I am not even as good as a farmhand at home, so how can it be considered a home?

I really don't want to go back.

Captain Ma didn't expect this to happen, and asked me if I had any relatives or friends and sent me to live with them.

I just shook my head and said nothing.

Captain Ma also said he would give me a long-term job.

I shook my head and said I wanted to follow him and that I was very capable.

From childhood to adulthood, no one has been as nice to me as Captain Ma, and I want to follow him.

Captain Ma didn't want to keep me, saying what could a child like me do.

It was not until I lifted a stone weighing more than 200 kilograms that he took me in and I became a member of the guerrillas.

The days I spent with Captain Ma were the happiest days of my life. I was young and everyone cared about me and gave me all kinds of good things.

I learn things quickly, so they always reward me with something, sometimes even just some wild fruits.

But I am still very happy because no one has ever cared about me like this.

The happy days were short-lived. Once I was injured, and my mother was begging for money on the street, so the organization decided to let me follow the transfer position and go to Taihang Mountains.

At first I didn't want to go.

But Captain Ma said that soldiers must obey orders, and I am already a veteran and the organization needs me.

Yes, I have been a guerrilla for two years and am an experienced veteran.

I have experienced too many separations and deaths in the past two years. I can no longer be willful. From now on, I have my own responsibilities and can no longer rely on others to protect me.

From that moment on, my life was no longer lived for me.

From the beginning, my goal was to kill the Japanese, knowing that Dr. Lu and his family died indirectly because of us.

At that moment, I had another task, which was to take care of Lu Yunxia.

Regardless of whether Dr. Lu really wanted to save us or just saved us in order to save Lu Yunxia.

But it is true that they saved us, and this kindness must be repaid.

Lu Yunxia has mental problems, but under the treatment of a psychologist, she is no different from a normal person.

But I have learned that hypnosis is just a self-deceptive treatment method. If the memory is restored one day, will it return to its original state?