Perhaps the Qin family thought he wouldn't live long, so even when burning him at his death, they wouldn't use much firewood.,Zhao Jin'er was a little surprised. At fourteen years old, she had never seen any man in Meng Village speak their grievances to their wives. Her uncle, however, would punch his wife whenever they disagreed.,After filling their bellies, darkness descended. Zhao Jin'er became increasingly restless and uneasy.。