I lived alone, had difficulties but still tried to borrow money to raise an orphan I didn’t know, more than 10 years later, sent him to college and then disappeared without a trace.

I live alone in a poor countryside, without husband, children, or relatives. I have worked hard all my life in the fields, living frugally. That year, on a pouring rain night, I picked up an abandoned baby in front of the temple gate. It was still red, wrapped in an old, soaked towel.

No one accepted, I took care of them.