The boy held a hand at his mother's side and suddenly felt the warmth coming from that arm. He quickly put his thin, sallow face close to the palm of his mother's hand. His mother's hand had never been so warm before. A long-lost smile appeared on the child's malnourished little face. At this time, his mother reminded him: "Son, it's time for us to leave."
The boy was immersed in a sudden sense of happiness. When he heard these words, he straightened up his weak body and walked quickly to the cornfield in front of his house, never returning to the village again.
"Huh? There is someone here." The man looked at the corner and said to his companion.
Concept: Inexpressible happiness and unspeakable guilt are the same thing.