He Yuxian was born in the 1960s, and his destiny was muddy from the beginning. Abandoned as a baby, she was fortunately taken in by her adoptive mother, but she didn't know that another kind of cruelty was waiting for her. For as long as she can remember, her adoptive grandmother's rough hands have dragged her toward the market, forcing her to put her hands into other people's pockets. If you can't steal it back, you won't have food to eat, and if you steal it back, you won't get a gentle word.
As an adult, she was promised to a man she had never met. Marriage was like a dry well. She jumped into it, gave birth to children, and gave birth to six children in succession. Life is still barren, and the bad habits engraved in the bones of childhood have long since become a part of flesh and blood. She could no more stop stealing than she could stop breathing.
What is even more tragic is that poverty and vice are spreading like a plague. The children watched her grow and learned to reach into other people's pockets. She watched helplessly as her children followed her own path, but she was unable to change anything. Suffering is like a rope, tightly binding her to the next generation.
