Once Zheng Manhua entered the factory, she couldn't leave. She visited each employee, asked about their feelings, and recorded every word they said. Later, she wrote in the published journal,
"Seeing them cultivate the sun deep within these mountains, with their own hands gently lifting the sun to rise gradually, at that moment my eyes were moist. As long as there's hope in the heart and light in the eyes, even the most barren mountain ranges can blossom in full bloom..."
When returning to Xu Qinghuan's place, coincidentally, Yu Xiaomin and the others had just made a new outfit. Zheng Manhua's eyes lit up; she had never seen clothes so beautiful, not even those from the foreign exchange stores seemed so dazzling.
Every detail of these clothes fit her aesthetic perfectly, as if women from our country were meant to wear such beautiful clothes.
There's a sense that these clothes ought to belong to us.
