It must have been the seventh year of the Republic of China. Boss Guo of Yuhetang picked me up on the grass in Baishun Hutong. He searched up and down and found nothing, not even a note. Mrs. Guo, who gave me a bath later, was my wife, she told me I said, when I unwrapped the little quilt, I saw a little face that was red from suppressing pain. I don't know whether it was from cold or hunger, and there were still a few grass seeds stuck to the buttocks. So before I was born, I was always called Xiao Cao Zi'er until I was named Tang Fengyi.