She would always wrap the whole blanket around her child. Even if it meant that she had to sleep in the freezing cold.
As soon as she saw Rainy's ruddy face, she felt that everything was worth it.
"Rainy, should Mommy bring you along when I look for a job tomorrow?" She counted the pieces of clothing on the floor, realizing that the income from these clothes could no longer support their livelihood. That prompted her to start looking for a job. Perhaps with the new job, she could save some money to rent a cheap apartment.
It was too cold here.
She wanted to give her daughter a better life. That was why she needed to work. The income from doing laundry alone was not enough, and she couldn't possibly sell her blood every day. It would cause her death. She must stay alive to care for Rainy. She moved her left hand and knew that doctor was right. If she left it untreated, it could be crippled for the rest of her life.
