"I'll send you home," Brother Ding said.
"Home?" Ding Xiaomei smiled, but tears streamed from her eyes. "Do I still have the dignity to go back? What if Mom, Grandfather, and Grandmother ask about my brother? What should I say? Do I tell them how I lost my brother? Or how I escaped and would rather walk in every corner of every city, drinking dirty water to quench my thirst and eating food from the garbage can? I don't want to go back to my hometown. I can't bring myself to go back during the most difficult time of my life, and now I'm even more ashamed to go back! Why don't you return my brother to me? You don't have to chase me away. I'll take my brother and leave. I'll never bother you again!"
"I don't want to chase you away—" Brother Ding was helpless and wanted to explain.
"Then tell them to get lost!" Ding Xiaomei interrupted Brother Ding's words.