What is the most miserable life you have ever seen?

The life of this person I met is by no means smooth. Our country had just been liberated, and my mother died of lung disease due to her work in the Women's Rescue Society and overwork. My stepfather passed away long before liberation. As the eldest son, he took charge of the family by the time he was a teenager. Three sisters and one brother. He gradually grew up with sometimes no help from his fellow tribesmen. When he was in his twenties, he couldn't find a solution at home, so he wanted to go out to work. I heard that someone from the Xinjiang oil field borrowed some eggs and sold them to buy train tickets. Not understanding the world, we arrived in Baoji after three or four stops. I was penniless late at night and wandered around on the railway starving until dawn. I was seen and accepted by an old railway worker. Construction of railway roadbed to Baoji. After working for half a year, I met a friend and went to Yumen Oilfield in Xinjiang together. During the first month in the oil field, my money was blown away when the tent was overturned by the sudden wind and sand. It was the living money that I wanted to send home. At that time, I cried about the desert and wanted to die. With the pity and help of the old masters, the first money was sent back. Then gradually settle down. I will never forget this story, it will remain in my mind for decades. This person is my father...