A family sells vegetables at the corner of the road. Since most of the store keepers around are the owner of the house, so when he mentioned that tomorrow he will bring more kinds of tools, I asked he whether lived here or not, he said no, he is from Caton, and rent the store room here.
When he opened the plastic bag, I noticed that one of his hands was lost. Before that, he tried to hide them in his sleeve.
and slowly he told that he held a small business in Canton, but unfortunately he lost his hand when producing. Because many relatives live here, so his family came to see whether they can open a vegetables store here.
Then he said, "don't know how hard the life is."
though sighing like that, they did not sit there, but continue looking for the way to live.