Granny Cao held her body in her arms, feeling heartbroken and regretful.
Yueya looked straight at Qiao Xi: "I became a candidate saint when I was 10 years old."
Qiao Xi felt a buzzing in his head and didn't dare to look at the wound on her body again.
It is hard to imagine that such a hideous and horrific wound appeared on the little girl when she was only 10 years old.
She just felt that she should say something to release the emotions swelling in her chest.
"Every Saint Lady needs it?"
Yueya nodded: "Every one of them."
She paused, then said slowly, "Didn't you ask me if I had any unfulfilled wishes?"
Josh nodded.
Yueya looked at her own body and said, "Before the accident, everyone thought I was a saint in the making. I was simple, kind, pure and flawless. But only I knew how much torture this was for me."
"Because I am the faith of everyone in the village, I cannot take a wrong step. I cannot be angry, depressed, sad, or even get involved with men."
"I must maintain a dignified and neat demeanor. My skirt cannot be stained with any dirt. Otherwise, I will lose the image of a candidate saint and my prestige in the village."
"I didn't fly a kite, I didn't hang out with friends, I didn't run wild in the fields."
“It seems that since I was 10 years old, I have entered adulthood all of a sudden.”
"It would be great if there was no custom of selecting a saint in the village. If I hadn't been selected as a candidate saint, my life might have been completely different from what it is now."
"Do you know how ridiculous those villagers are? They keep saying they respect the Saint, but in reality they won't tolerate any mistakes from her. They are much stricter with her than with themselves, their children, parents, relatives, and friends."
Qiao Xi probably understood what she meant: "So, you want me to help you abolish the custom of selecting a saint in the village?"
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