My name is Shen Sang, an ordinary silkworm raising girl.
Our family lives in Qingxi Village. The village is not big, and every household makes a living by raising silkworms and weaving. My father is an honest farmer. Apart from tending a few acres of thin fields, his only remaining skill is sericulture. My mother was a famous weaver in the village when she was young, but ever since she was injured when she gave birth to me, she has been sick and crooked. In recent years, she has been unable to even get out of bed.
"Sang Sang, Sang Sang..."
My mother's weak call came from the back room. I quickly put down the mulberry leaves in my hand, wiped my hands and ran in.
