Bitcoin has fallen way too hard, and there hasn't been any bad news. It's just been dropping and dropping. At least I lost all my money—otherwise I would've been liquidated again.
Over the past couple of days, someone else in our village has gotten divorced. The girl got married into our village more than three years ago and had two daughters. Then her husband and her mother-in-law kept pressuring her to have a son. She didn’t want to, thinking the family is too poor and raising two daughters is already difficult. So her mother-in-law pressured her husband to divorce her. Then she took both daughters and left. It seems that this family will have no more heirs, because the man is already 35—he’s overweight, has started losing his hair, and is ugly too. He probably won’t be able to find a wife.
There’s an information post in our village—right by the bridge. Every day, when people eat, they sit there with their bowls in hand. As long as it’s not pouring rain, there’s always someone there. Everyone spends their days chatting and bragging; whatever happens in the village spreads right away. If someone’s wife runs off with another man, or if someone’s sow has little piglets, or if someone’s chickens get bitten by a dog, everyone knows it.
Today I chatted with my primary school classmate. She has been married for more than 6 years, but she still hasn’t had a child. Her mother-in-law constantly makes sarcastic remarks, saying that she can’t even lay an egg, and that if she still can’t get pregnant again in the next two years, her mother-in-law will have her son divorce her. She says the reason she can’t conceive is because of her mother-in-law. Back then, she was pregnant but didn’t know it. She said she had stomach pain, and her mother-in-law asked someone to feel her body. As a result, they caused her to miscarry. After that, she’s never been able to get pregnant again.
Damn, in our village someone actually installed an air conditioner. Yesterday I called my mom, and she said that for a man in our village in his forties—about 8 years older than the girl he wants to marry—he specifically had an air conditioner installed on the second floor of his home just to impress her. Everyone in the village is so envious; he really went all out and didn’t hold back.
To all the people who followed me in the comments—I followed back everyone. Who else do you want me to follow? Come on, while I don’t have money to place orders for the next few days, I have more time.
The money I topped up when we got paid for No. 10 was spent and gone again. Now I won’t have money to place orders until next month’s payday. Damn it—every month we lose money.