A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
Gao Da's luck was not good. It was very bad. He knew a bailiff had sneaked away earlier at the noodle shop. He did not care because all bailiffs were cowardly people. In his judgment, it was impossible for there to be anyone of significance in such a small city.
He and his mute wife's reaction had also been very quick. Returning home, they grabbed their child and began to head to the city gates. The government couldn't have reacted yet. When they were half a li from the city gates, they heard the sound of the heavy gates closing, as well as chaotic yelling and tense orders. Gao Da stared at the city gate in the distance and quickly gathering bailiffs. His heart felt cold. He was very surprised.
He turned his head and glanced at his wife beside him. They had moved too fast earlier. There was sweat at the woman's temples. Her face was flushed with red. Her bright eyes were filled with fear and unease.