Above the Women's Chapter—A Woman's Path
On both sides of the road leading out of the village from my hometown, there are now two fields of corn growing neatly. If you stand on tiptoes and squint your eyes to look over the corn phalanx, all you will see is the seamless connection between the sky and the light yellow-green, blending into one. But before the new village chief came, this was a place where villagers threw all kinds of garbage. It was commonly known as the "Zaihao". The surroundings of the Zaihao were uneven, and the narrow road in the middle was filled with soil. When it snowed in the winter, Da Qi would move rough stone slabs from his house and put them on the muddy and shaky narrow road.