The body odor, she doesn't know when it started to cling to her.
At first, she thought maybe the clothes at home weren't washed properly or had picked up something.
Others were all talking about it, but she couldn't smell it herself.
Until her husband and son both said she smelled bad, but she quickly detected the same odor from her husband and son.
She thought there might be something wrong in their home.
She couldn't solve it, so she decided to just pretend nothing was happening, anyway people like her, at the bottom of society, whether they smell or not, it's all the same.
But she, originally silent and reserved, became even more withdrawn.
And it was at that time she discovered that it was only at the church that people didn't mind the odor on her, only in that church could she find moments of peace.
Now, seeing this fairy-like girl, for the first time, the woman felt inferior and uneasy because of her own smell.
"Auntie, please get up, the ground is dirty."
