With my aunt's words still ringing in my ears, I met two people who had fled the famine at the entrance of the village. They were a man and a woman, one old and the other young. The man was handsome and fell to the ground covered in blood. Even though he was wearing coarse linen clothes, his appearance could not be concealed. Therefore, many girls in the village were watching and whispering beside him. But their families are under the control of their elders, so they cannot pick up a strange man and take him home rashly. The only ones who can make the decision to pick him up and take care of him are my cousin Axiu and me.
