“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. In exchange for a good betrothal gift, they can be used to find a wife for their son.
They believe that girls have to be sold to other people's homes, and whether they study or not does not affect the price. Even studying will delay girls from working at home.
Because there was a junior high school in the village, I struggled to get the opportunity to study after I repeatedly promised that I would not need to pay tuition fees at home and would not miss my work.
The foundation destroyed the school, and the possibility of me stepping out of the mountains to change my destiny was completely gone.
In the second half of the year after the school was gone, I was married off by my parents. They planned to sell me because after taking the bride price, they no longer cared about me.
No matter what grievances I suffered in my husband's family, or how I was beaten and scolded by my husband's family, they would not care. Not only would they not care, they would also advise me that if you marry into your husband's family, you will become a member of your husband's family. How can you go to other people's homes and tell me what to do?
And everyone has been here before, just get used to it.
I know it's not fair to the Foundation to blame it for my own suffering.
Maybe without the foundation and the school operating normally, I would still be on the same path as I am today.
But at least there is a chance, even if it is only 1%, it is my hope to go out of the mountains and change my fate of being sold at a low price like goods.
It was the Foundation that personally ruined my hope.
Not only me, but 90% of the female classmates in the school had a similar fate to me.
Getting married, doing laundry, cooking, giving birth, being bullied by parents-in-law, being beaten and scolded by husband...
And our daughter will most likely inherit our suffering. She has been unimportant since she was a child. When she grows up, she will marry off in exchange for some gifts, and then repeat everything we are suffering.
I don't understand why some people live high and mighty in the same life. With just a few words, they can change the fate of countless people and trample their hopes to pieces.
It was as if we were just ants under his feet, humble and unworthy of mention. When his feet ran over us, he didn't even feel a trace.
When we issue a complaint, he will feel very confused. I just walked a few steps and you were unlucky enough to be stepped on by me. Is it my fault? It's obvious that you are too insignificant.
When a storm comes, the rich live in sturdy mansions to enjoy the rain, wishing it would rain harder because of the excitement.
The poor people living in the shacks, while catching the light rain in their houses, prayed that the rain would stop quickly, because of the suffering.
The rich man didn't understand why he had to pray for such beautiful rain to stop.
Just like poor people don't understand what's so good about such unlucky rain.
Having said all this, I just want to seek some justice for the person I am now, so that those who crushed all my hopes will be punished. "
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"Hello everyone! I am a father who was orphaned ten years ago."
The man scratched his disheveled hair and forced his lips to reveal a forced smile in front of the camera.
"Looking at my gray hair, you must think that I am about to retire, but in fact I am not yet forty.
Why do you look so old? Because at 3:34 pm on October 20th ten years ago, I lost the two most important people in my life at the same time - my wife and child.
My son has leukemia, which can be cured, but it requires a lot of money, which is an astronomical amount to me, and I can’t save it even after working for a lifetime.
Because he had no money, treatment changed from reducing the dosage of medicine to being intermittent, and then watching him languish day by day until he died.
My wife couldn't bear the blow, so she jumped from the roof of the hospital holding her son's body.
I was working on the construction site at the time, and when I heard the news, I fainted.
After waking up, apart from reluctance and pain, all that was left was self-blame.
I blamed myself for why I was so useless.
Why do I not have rich parents or parents or relatives who can help me?
Why didn't I have a smart mind that could make other people's money into my own pocket?
Why do I end up being a useless pauper even though I have tried my best?
I even wondered if I had done something sinister in my previous life to cause me to experience what I was experiencing in this life. "
After speaking, the man took a long breath, wiped his face and continued to face the camera:
“Don’t blame the hospital for being inhumane and refusing to treat patients without money.
The hospital has hospital regulations, and doctors and nurses have donated money to us, but when they learned that we had raised money on the donation platform, and it was a large amount, their attitude towards us changed.
The medical staff thought I hid the money because my son was like this. Even if he spent a lot of money on treatment, he would have to take care of him carefully in the future.
And I am still young. With the money donated by others, I can have another child. Even on the premise of having another child, I can buy a house and a car. It is far more cost-effective than curing this disease.
They began to hate and despise me.
I just felt that I was wronged. Why did they say that to me when I clearly didn’t receive any large donations.
But the fact is that I am not even qualified to publish information on Shuidichiou because the platform shows that I have received assistance from a foundation.
At the time, I was working five jobs while also investigating who had given me a large donation.
Because I had a lot of rest time, which was also the rest time for others, there was no progress at all in the investigation.
Please don't accuse me of not doing things well, because the hospital has to pay money every day. If I miss even one hour of work, I won't be able to pay for the next day's medicine. My son will stop taking the medicine, and everyone will suffer the consequences of stopping the medicine. unpredictable.
So I could only focus on the money for the medicine in front of me, and had to postpone the investigation until later.
Later, not only was the matter not found out, but the lives of his son and wife were also lost.
Over the years, I have wanted to go with my wife and children countless times, but I can't because the matter has not been cleared up.
I didn't know what was going on until I saw the news.
It's also my fault that I was greedy for money at that time. The other person said that he was studying medicine and wanted to take pictures of my son's cases for research, and was willing to pay me two hundred yuan for the use of the data.
I saw the other person wearing glasses and looking polite, okay! Mainly because I was greedy for the two hundred yuan and asked the other party to take photos of medical records and other things.
But I never imagined that he took my son's medical records in order to use our quota to collect funds from the foundation.
Two million ten years ago.
I can finally understand why the medical staff hated me and despised me. The two million yuan ten years ago could indeed buy a house and even a car if I had another child.
For him, the person in charge of the foundation, two million can be exchanged for making two sets of before and after photos.
However, such an easy thing is the life of my wife and child. Are their lives so worthless?
What I am saying now is not that I want the two million, because my wife and children are gone, and it will be useless no matter how much money I want.
I just want an explanation as to why I used our quota to use the foundation's money, which resulted in me losing my wife, my son, and my family because I couldn't get help from society.
I believe in self-justice in the world, and bad people should be punished accordingly. "
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