On her first day sitting on the pile of straw at the wing room of the ancestral hall, Sheng Weiqiao got one visitor, Sheng Shuihe, who brought her food and teased her a bit. She thought to herself confidently, “Grandmother and grandfather are both ill. Second Aunt just died recently, and Second Uncle is still in prison. It’s getting late now, and that’s why my parents didn’t visit me today! Nevertheless, when they come tomorrow, I’ll show them my anger!”

Then, on the ...