With the pain of being sold to a domestic violence slacker by her stepfather and the tragic death of her best friend in her previous life, she was reborn as a 17-year-old.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the biting dampness of the adobe wall and the bruises on my mother's body. This time she was no longer obedient.
From "Song of Youth" in the scrap pile to reporting the illegal sale of scraps to harden my stepfather; during spring plowing, the joint captain regained his work points, and I wanted to tear up the label of being manipulated by others when I regained my life.
Intention: self-reliance