My mother always said, "A girl is afraid of marrying the wrong man."
She believes that getting married and having children is a woman's only value.
So she forced me to learn women's virtues, bind my feet, and eliminate human desires.
But how could I run out of the fire with my bound feet?
However, she still made the dead me a bride, and later my mother put on the red hijab herself.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
