The Lone Goose Returns South

(Rebirth; unintentional acts of kindness can save many people.)

She was dead. She would never again go hungry or lack warm clothes, and never again have to do an endless stream of chores. Heh, I didn’t die after all. This is already the umpteenth time we’ve tried to divorce. It’s time to end this. This time, Yan Huilai agreed without hesitation. Better to starve to death alone than endure that inhuman torment any longer. (She would never again have to watch her daughter die horribly, or hear people call her a barren hen, the neighborhood’s jinx, a jinx who brought ruin to her parents.) That’s right, I still have my elder brother and my younger uncle. Where are you? Fleeing famine, searching for family...