Chapter 23
Chapter 23 — No Longer Waiting For Someone To Remember Me
Finally, I don't need to wait for someone to remember me. There's no need to prove yourself worthy of respect for a meal. Since then, every time I cook rice, I will scoop a bowl for myself first. Not to be angry. It's to remind. Life can be lived by two people, or it can be lived by one person alone. But I can't live to the point where I still have to ask one question when standing in front of my house: "Is there my share today?"