Who impressed you during your trip?

When I was traveling to Luoping, I met an old woman who picked up junk.

I went to Luoping and bought mutton kebabs in the evening. I found some steamed buns in the bag someone gave me this morning. Not bad. I think it is a pity to throw them away. While I was hesitating, an old woman picking up garbage came over. It is already May, and she is still wearing a shabby cotton-padded jacket. I caught up with her and said it was for her. Not bad. She looked up and gave me a fright.

She has no nose. She has a big scar on her face. I gave her steamed buns. She said in dialect, "No, I have nothing to give you." There is a feeling of being flattered that others are avoiding her when they see her, and I give her food. I don't know what to say. I stayed there for a while. She returned the steamed stuffed bun to me and said, Leave it to the old people in your family.

I have nothing to give you. She kept repeating this sentence, probably because I didn't understand it. I handed her the steamed stuffed bun and said that the old man was not at home. In the northeast, I gave it to her, just for her. As she spoke, she cried. At a roadside stall in a small town, a strange old man as old as my grandmother took my hand and cried in dialect.

Generally speaking, her daughter was kidnapped. When I went to find her, the trafficker tried to kill her, with a knife in her face and two knives in her stomach. She almost died and her daughter didn't come back. The son married his daughter-in-law, who died. She lives alone in a dangerous house across the street. I don't know how to comfort her. I just said something that was okay. I don't believe it myself. I believe it.

I saw her cross the street and come to the door. She invited me to visit her at home. I said I would go back. She gave me time to go again. I gave her something. She also asked me if I wanted to save some for myself. I said it was all for you. When I turned to leave, she looked at my light with muddy eyes, which I will never forget.