The moment I was born, the doctor told my parents I had an intellectual disability and would be difficult to raise. My biological parents didn’t want me, so they secretly abandoned me beneath a bridge to fend for myself. Auntie Qiu, who lived next door, took me in.
“This baby is so fair and plump. They’re sure to be blessed.”
I was only two months old then, yet I managed to imitate Auntie Qiu and mumble, “Blessed, blessed.”
Later, just after Auntie Qiu brought me back to the village, her house was demolished and she received over a million yuan in compensation.
