Furen B&B (夫人民宿)

A stone house nearly 80 years old. On October 15, 2003, I bought a NT$20 sickle and cut some grass on the steps in front of the house — an area no bigger than a basket. I couldn't see the house's true face: weeds ran wild, the trees grew tall and thick, and several were even growing right at the front door. A few days later, I felt I could never finish such an enormous undertaking, so I called home and told my parents everything, hoping they would come to Matsu to help me tidy up the old house! The renovation process was incredibly hard. Many, many people asked me why I didn't hire workers — because what I was doing was hard for people to understand, and even my parents didn't quite understand why