In a minority corner of Beijing, there lives a sixteen-year-old girl named Hu Yan. When Hu Yan was a baby her father died in a coal mining accident and her mother now works in another part of the country and can only come home every two weeks, leaving her and her brother, Hu Bing, left alone to take care of themselves. I met Hu Yan at school and I photographed her making scrambled eggs and rice at home for lunch. They eat at home because the combined costs of their school lunches is eighty-cents and their mother only earns three-dollars a day.
