On the day Shen Yuniang was divorced and returned home, her brother and sister-in-law locked the rice vat.
She was hungry all night in the woodshed without crying.
The clan leader allocated five acres of saline-alkali land. She stood on the wasteland for the duration of a stick of incense without crying.
Selling the clothes left behind by her mother at a low price in public, she picked up the twenty copper coins one by one, her hands shaking but her back straight.
Someone asked her: "You don't accept your fate?"
She smiled: "I never accept fate."
Later, the five acres of saline-alkali land grew melons, brocades, and all the dignity of a woman crawling out of the mud.
Later, the accountant of unknown origin handed her a pair of gloves under the moonlight.
Later, everyone in Qinghe Town had to look up at her.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
