>In our village, there are three iron rules for marrying off a daughter: the bride price goes to the mother's family, and the daughter is the water thrown away.
>When I got married, my parents took away 200,000 yuan as a bride price to buy a house for my younger brother.
>After we got married, my mother-in-law forced me to go back to my parents' house every day to ask for money: "You deserve a share of the credit for your brother's house!"
>My younger brother was short of money when he got married, so his father called late at night: "Doesn't your husband's family still own an old house?"
> Before the words of rejection could be spoken, the husband's slap fell first.
>On a rainy night, I ran barefoot back to my parents' house, only to hear my younger brother sneer: "Sister, a married daughter should have known her place long ago."
>When the courtyard door was slammed shut in front of me, I suddenly laughed out loud.
>It turns out that from beginning to end, I was the product that was clearly marked with a price.
---A novel that profoundly reflects real problems, is full of tragic power and awakening consciousness.
