The little girl selling matches is pitiful? The little boy selling sanitary napkins is even more pitiful!

"Uncle, buy a pack! You should buy a pack of sanitary pads!" The little boy staggered in the snow. No one cared where he came from, and no one would even spare him a glance. People's hearts seemed colder than the weather. But the little boy didn't care. He continued to move forward step by step, his frail shoulders trembling with cold. He held several packs of sanitary pads in his arms, which were his dinner for tonight. If he couldn't sell them all, he would go hungry again when he returned home. Compared to hunger, the beatings and scoldings from his father were insignificant.