The young girl selling herself to bury her father was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She wasn't exceedingly beautiful, but her face adorned with white flowers and clad in white clothes, with tears streaming down her cheeks, invoked a sense of pity that arose unconsciously in people's hearts.
Upon hearing Cui Pingan's words, the girl clung tightly to his sleeve and wept, "Wuu wuu, sir, if you are willing to give silver coins to help me bury my father, you are my benefactor. I have nothing to repay you with, I just hope to stay by your side as a maid, I beg you to take me in, wuu wuu!"
