This story is true, do you believe it? Pandan lived with her grandparents. She hunted pig food in the mountains, touched crabs in the river, planted fields, cut wheat, plucked corn, dug sweet potatoes, beat rapeseed, and picked cotton. Sichuan is a land that can grow many things, and those who can grow it She had grown everything and harvested everything when it was ripe. The clothes she wore since she was a child were things that relatives' children didn't want, and those that Grandma Yang picked up from garbage. She was beaten and sought death. When she was in the first year of junior high school, her father came to pick her up and went to Yunnan. In Yunnan, she went up to the mountains to hunt pigs after school. They eat and pick tea leaves. The four of them live in a 670-70-square-meter bamboo house. The house is divided into two rooms by bamboo, with a long opening in the middle. They cook and eat in one place and sleep in the other. Clothes are piled on the wooden table. The heads were piled on top of her and her sister's. The kitchen was an iron pot with an iron ring on it. Under the iron ring were four load-bearing feet. When it rained, the asbestos tiles leaked. When cooking, the pot could only be covered with a lid... She lived like a flower in this world, a flower of suffering.