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Natural Armless! Take care of the sick mother with bo

In 2016, at the age of 27, Chen Zifang stood on the stage and said this to everyone. His open and firm eyes make people neglect that he is a congenital man without arms.

Being able to stand on the stage and accomplish something that others seem unlikely to do. But this road, Chen Zifang walked 27 years.

This body, when he was born, should have been regarded as an abandoned child, because it was born with a bloody body, but no arms. This is the first cruel reality of Chen Zifang’s fate.

He was just a baby who had just entered the world. He knew nothing about the difficulties of the future and cried out instinctively.

He was the child of a small town farmer, and his family was full of fools. When such a child came to this family, everyone knew what the result was. Relatives and friends advised, “Throw it away.”

The three words “floating lightly” are both good intentions and cruel, but also helpless.

My parents left Chen Zifang, “My child, I come to raise, poor law, but I can’t throw it away.”

Nine months after birth, Chen Zifang’s cruel reality in his fate almost overwhelmed the family. When his father died of a stroke, the pillars of his family collapsed, leaving him with his 12-year-old brother Chen Zitian and his ailing mother Lu Dongyue.

Life is not perfect, but it seems too cruel for him. But as long as you live, you will live stubbornly.

“I can’t be a burden,” was the only idea in Chen Zifang’s mind when he was a few years old. Being born without arms means that balance is difficult to master, so everything is always much slower than other children.

At the age of 4, Chen Zifang began to stand and dress like ordinary people. However, after years of turning legs into arms, we can eat, dress, bathe, cut vegetables and write independently.

“Many times, I have fantasized that when I wake up, my arms will grow, but they have not grown up to this day………………………………………..

Now 27 years old, he would still be sad to say that.

To live, this is Mom’s way.

Live on mom

“Without my mother, I don’t know who’s sitting in front of you right now.” Chen Zifang knew that his mother not only gave him life, but also saved his life. The fate of an abandoned child without arms can be predicted.

However, Chen Zifang did not expect that the third cruel reality of his fate would come so quickly.

In October 2018, the mother suddenly fell ill. The results showed that cerebral infarction and hypertension grade 3 required hospitalization.

Chen Zifang accompanied her 24 hours. During the infusion, she accompanied her mother to the bathroom with the bottle in her foot every 10 minutes. Brushing, washing and feeding mothers are more efficient and meticulous than anyone else.

Mother was discharged from hospital, but Chen realized that if the family did not have a strong backing, a bit of rain and wind would crush it.

Moreover, the mother’s body still needs a lot of money to maintain, let the mother live, live better, is Chen Zifang’s only idea after this matter.

Later, Chen Zifang came up with the idea of opening an online shop: he could use the Internet to let local products in the mountains fly to the outside world.

From a toe-to-toe practice of “tapping” the keyboard to ten toes of skilled typing, processing images and videos, Chen Zifang learned to use mobile phones and computers.

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Yü-ts’un had had no idea that it was he. Hastily taking his

Yü-ts’un had had no idea that it was he. Hastily taking his hand in his, he smilingly observed, “You are, indeed, an old acquaintance!” and then pressed him to take a seat, so as to have a chat with more ease, but the Retainer would not presume to sit down.

“Friendships,” Yü-ts’un remarked, putting on a smiling expression, “contracted in poor circumstances should not be forgotten! This is a private room; so that if you sat down, what would it matter?”

The Retainer thereupon craved permission to take a seat, and sat down gingerly, all awry.

“Why did you, a short while back,” Yü-ts’un inquired, “not allow me to issue the warrants?”

“Your illustrious office,” replied the Retainer, “has brought your worship here, and is it likely you have not transcribed some philactery of your post in this province!”

“What is an office-philactery?” asked Yü-ts’un with alacrity.

“Now-a-days,” explained the Retainer, “those who become local officers provide themselves invariably with a secret list, in which are entered the names and surnames of the most influential and affluent gentry of note in the province.

This is in vogue in every province. Should inadvertently, at any moment, one give umbrage to persons of this status, why, not only office, but I fear even one’s life,

it would be difficult to preserve. That’s why these lists are called office-philacteries. This Hsüeh family, just a while back spoken of, how could your worship presume to provoke? This case in question affords no difficulties whatever in the way of a settlement; but the prefects, who have held office before you, have all,

by doing violence to the feelings and good name of these people, come to the end they did.”

As he uttered these words, he produced, from inside a purse which he had handy, a transcribed office-philactery, which he handed over to Yü-ts’un; who upon perusal, found it full of trite and unpolished expressions of public opinion, with regard to the leading clans and notable official families in that particular district. They ran as follows:

The “Chia” family is not “chia,” a myth; white jade form the Halls; gold compose their horses! The “A Fang” Palace is three hundred li in extent, but is no fit residence for a “Shih” of Chin Ling. The eastern seas lack white jade beds, and the “Lung Wang,” king of the Dragons, has come to ask for one of the Chin Ling Wang, (Mr. Wang of Chin Ling.) In a plenteous year, snow, (Hsüeh,) is very plentiful; their pearls and gems are like sand, their gold like iron.

Scarcely had Yü-ts’un done reading, when suddenly was heard the announcement, communicated by the beating of a gong,

that Mr. Wang had come to pay his respects.

Yü-ts’un hastily adjusted his official clothes and hat,

and went out of the room to greet and receive the visitor.

Returning after a short while he proceeded to question the Retainer (about what he had been perusing.)

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