When I was a child, my family was very poor. I remember: at that time, my fourth uncle didn’t have a house to live in when he got married. He lived in our family (my father had five brothers, three aunts, and eight children in total. When I think about it now, I have to admire my grandparents’ skills). Although it was in the countryside, the two families lived under the same roof, and the second sister and the younger sister were still very crowded. Three of them slept in the same room. My parents and I slept together.