Long days of illness followed, with the spending of extra money for medicine. ![]() Then a hurricane had blown a wall over, and the son Ming-li, up all night and exposed to a bitter cold wind, had caught pneumonia. The roof had fallen in, weighed down by heavy snow. The winter had been a hard one: extreme cold, deep snow, and violent winds. I’ll find a few coppers somewhere,” replied the boy, trying to speak cheerfully, although in his heart he also had not the slightest idea in which direction to turn. “What we shall eat to-morrow, I haven’t the slightest idea!” said Widow Wang to her eldest son, as he started out one morning in search of work. We would encourage parents to read beforehand if your child is sensitive to such themes. ![]() This is a vintage fairy tale, and may contain violence.
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