Ye Qiutang lived to be seventy-three years old, and there was no one around him when he died. When I opened my eyes again, in 1952, at the age of seventeen, my father was discussing with the matchmaker to sell her in exchange for a bride price. In her previous life, she lowered her head and got into the sedan chair. In this life, she threw the bowl down - "This marriage will be married to whoever likes it."
