Pick up a Little Doll in Front of the Door

Su Qiniang picked up a baby girl. At the door, in the mist of Yinshi, a child less than a month old was wrapped in a plain silk swaddling clothes. I don't know who put it there. Xiping Town is a small place with a palm, and no one can hide the birth of a child. But this child just couldn't find out his calendar. Everyone in the pavilion liked the child very much, but they didn't know what consequences the baby she brought into the house would bring to them.