She felt as though she had mustered all her courage. But soon, she wasn't deflated—no, it wasn't that. Instead, she smiled happily and said, "It's so good. I've left home."
She used to not understand, thinking that life was just the way it was. But after coming here, even though everyone was noisy and chaotic, she realized that life shouldn't be like how it was at her family's home.
Wang Zhaodi's mother was named Wang Qin. Wang Qin was born into a family that heavily favored boys over girls—not just a little, but extremely so. Her mother and grandmother were cut from the same cloth. After marrying into the family, she kept giving birth to daughters, constantly pregnant and giving birth. Even though Wang Qin was much younger than Aunt Zhou, she looked much older. Aunt Zhou, who had been widowed young and raised her child alone, already looked older than her peers due to her hard life.
Wang Qin, just over forty, looked older than a woman in her early fifties.
