“My parents didn’t want me to go to school at all.
Because I am a girl, in our place, girls should get married when they are fourteen or fifteen years old, and get a good dowry to marry their sons.
They think that girls are to be sold to other families, and whether or not they go to school does not affect their price. In fact, going to school may even delay girls from working at home.
Because there was a junior high school in the village, I was able to get the opportunity to study with great difficulty after I repeatedly assured my family that I would not have to pay tuition and that it would not interfere with my work.
The foundation destroyed the school, and my chance of leaving the mountains and changing my destiny was also completely gone.
In the second half of the year when I was no longer in school, my parents married me off. They actually said they were selling me because after they received the betrothal gift, they no longer cared about me.
No matter what kind of injustice I suffered in my husband's family or how I was beaten and scolded by them, they would not care. Not only would they not care, they would also advise me that once you marry into their family, you are a member of them and it is not right for you to point fingers at other people's families.
Everyone has been through this, so you’ll get used to it.
I knew it would be unfair to the foundation to blame it for my suffering.
Perhaps if the foundation had not appeared back then and the school had continued to operate normally, I would still be following the same path I am today.
But at least there is still a chance. Even if it is only one percent, it is my hope to get out of the mountains and change my fate of being sold like a commodity.
The Foundation destroyed my hopes.
It's not just me. 90% of the female students in school have a similar fate to me.
Getting married, washing clothes, cooking, giving birth, being bullied by parents-in-law, being beaten and scolded by the husband...
Our daughter will most likely inherit our suffering. She will be the unimportant one from childhood, and when she grows up, she will be married off in exchange for a dowry, and then repeat everything we are going through.
I don’t understand why, although we are all human beings, some people live high and mighty lives. They can change the fate of countless people with just a few words and trample the hopes of countless people under their feet.
It was as if we were just ants under his feet, humble and insignificant, and we didn't even feel a trace when his feet rolled over us.
When we make accusations, he will feel confused. I just took a few steps, and you were unlucky enough to be stepped on by me. Is this my fault? It is obvious that you are too insignificant.
When a storm comes, the rich people living in their sturdy mansions enjoy the rain, and they even hope it rains heavier because it makes things more lively.
The poor people living in the shacks waited for the drizzle in their homes and prayed that the rain would stop soon because they were suffering.
The rich people don’t understand why they should pray for such beautiful rain to stop.
Just like the poor people don’t understand what’s so good about such unfortunate rain.
Having said so much, I just want to seek some justice for who I am now, and let the person who crushed all my hopes be punished. "
…
"Hello everyone! I am a father who lost his child ten years ago."
The man scratched his messy hair, and faced the camera with a forced smile.
“Looking at my grey hair, you must think I’m about to retire, but I’m actually not even 40.
Why do I look so old? Because ten years ago on October 20th at 3:34 pm, I lost the two most important people in my life at the same time—my wife and my child.
My son has leukemia, which can be cured, but it requires a lot of money, an astronomical figure for me, a figure I could never save even if I worked my entire life.
Because of lack of money, the treatment changed from reducing the dosage of medication to being intermittent, and then to watching him become more and more weak day by day until his death.
My wife couldn't accept the blow and jumped off the roof of the hospital holding our son's body.
I was working at a construction site at the time. After hearing the news, I fainted.
After waking up, all I felt was reluctance and pain, and self-blame.
I blame myself for being so useless.
Why I don’t have rich parents or relatives who can help me.
Why didn’t I have a smart mind to put other people’s money into my own pocket?
Why am I still a useless pauper even though I have tried my best?
I even wondered if I had done something evil in my past life that caused me to experience this in this life."
After saying this, the man let out a long breath, wiped his face and continued to the camera:
“Don’t blame the hospital for being inhumane and refusing to treat you if you don’t have money.
The hospital has its own regulations. The doctors and nurses have donated money to us, but when they learned that we had raised a large amount of money on the donation platform, their attitude towards us changed.
The medical staff thought I had hidden the money because my son was in such a bad condition that it would cost a lot of money to cure him and he would need careful care in the future.
I am still young, and I can use the money donated by others to have another child. I can even buy a house and a car with the child, which is much more cost-effective than curing this disease.
They began to feel great disgust and contempt for me.
I just feel that I am wronged. I clearly didn't receive any large donations, so why do they say that to me?
But the fact is, I don’t even have the qualifications to post information on Shuidichou because the platform shows that I have received assistance from a certain foundation.
At the time, I was working five jobs and trying to figure out who had given me a large donation.
Because a lot of my rest time was also other people's rest time, the investigation made no progress at all.
Please don't blame me for not doing my job well, because the hospital has to pay fees every day. If I delay work for even one hour, I won't be able to pay for the next day's medicine, and my son will be out of medicine. No one can predict the consequences of running out of medicine.
So I could only focus on the money for medicine and had to put the investigation on hold.
Later, not only was the matter not investigated clearly, but his son and wife also lost their lives.
Over the years, I have wanted to go with my wife and children countless times, but I couldn't because the matter had not been fully investigated.
I didn't know what was going on until I saw it on the news.
It was also my fault that I was greedy for money at that time. The other party said that he was studying medicine and wanted to take a picture of my son's medical records for research. He was also willing to pay me two hundred yuan for the use of the information.
I saw that he was wearing glasses and looked very gentle, so I thought, okay! Mainly because I wanted the two hundred yuan, I asked him to take pictures of my medical records.
But I never imagined that he took my son's medical records in order to use our quota to get money from the foundation.
Two million ten years ago.
I finally understand why the medical staff hated and despised me. Two million ten years ago could have been enough to buy another child, another house, and even a car.
For him, the head of the foundation, two million can be earned by taking two sets of before-and-after comparison photos.
However, such an easy thing involves the lives of my wife and child. Are their lives so worthless?
I am saying this not because I want the two million, because my wife and children are gone, so it would be useless for me to have more money.
I just want an explanation as to why our quota was used to get the foundation’s money, which led to me losing my wife and children and my family being broken up because I couldn’t get any help from society.
I believe that the world has its own justice, and bad people should get the punishment they deserve."
…