Song Quan and Shen Hao Hao

I, Shen Hao Hao, was known in the village as a fierce woman. The day I was divorced, I carried a kitchen knife, shaved my ex-mother-in-law’s head, and slaughtered the pig I had raised for a year. But less than half a month after my divorce, a matchmaker came knocking at my door, bringing me a marriage proposal. The man was a widower from the neighboring village. His wife had passed away five years ago. He was a hunter, often venturing into the mountains for several days at a time. Whenever he went into the mountains, he worried about leaving his two children at home, so he wanted to find someone to help him take care of the children. “His family only consists of him and his two children...