Before she was eight years old, Ying Baozhu was the happiest girl. She was held in the palm of her parents' hands. Her biggest worry every day was that today's clothes were not worthy of the new hairpins. Her father brought her sugar-coated haws but was taken away by her mother. After eight years old, there was no more Ying Baozhu in the world. What was left was Xiaozhu, the maid who was the daughter of a concubine from the third house of the Duke of Qi.
Intention: Continuous self-improvement