I am an unclean woman, I have always thought so. I walked to the Qingshui River at the entrance of the village... Do you still remember the child eating noodles? It was he who saved me. She held my shivering body tightly and warmed me with her body. When I was dying, I seemed to see my mother. She had to give birth to me despite so much pressure, so much ridicule and abuse. I want to live...