The Unruly Yu

I'm just a street thug. They all call me Yu, and I'm eleven years old this year. I've never seen my parents. They gave birth to me and left me by the roadside. A kind old man took me home. He had no son, and I often asked him about his son, but he would change the subject. He never told me what had happened to his son. Later, he fell ill and passed away. I sold his house, made the funeral arrangements, and laid him to rest. Then I began my life as a drifter.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.