The day Zhou Xiaoman ran away from the small town, the courtyard of his house was full of people, like ordering food. The matchmaker read out the man's conditions in detail: how much the bride price would be, how to describe the house, who would attend the banquet - and the last sentence: use it all to buy a house for his brother and marry him a wife. She sat there like a piece of merchandise awaiting checkout. Relatives gathered around and laughed, shouting "for your own good", with calculations in their eyes: If you don't get married, what will happen to your brother? If you don't pay, how will this family live? Her little love and dignity can't even squeeze into the corner of the table.
The so-called family members were more ruthless than outsiders when it came to killing her. She took advantage of the night when people were slack, picked up her bag and left. The first breath you take when you enter the city makes you choke: the odor of urban villages can penetrate into your bones. Three people are crammed into a shared house. Looking for a job is like entering a wolf's den. The agent asks for a deposit, but the boss takes away the money just by raising his hand. The scumbag says he will accompany you to run in the world, but will push you out when trouble arises; the best friend calls you sister, but turns around and uses you as a bargaining chip; when she returns home, the rope still wants to strangle her - forced marriage, asking for money, interrogating people in the ancestral hall...
But she is not a fuel saver. Once she's cheated, she learns a path; when she's stepped on, she remembers the sole of someone's shoe. She started in the clothing wholesale market, running goods, counting numbers, and grabbing popular items. During the day, she worked hard with her voice and hand speed at the stall, and at night, she checked accounts and people's hearts in the warehouse. Little by little, she saved up her own warehouse, her own car, and her own distribution network, and turned her "business" into a line.
The rivers and lakes never send people to the shore in vain. In the first half of their lives, they were overwhelmed, but in the second half of their lives, they slowly turned around and felt happy. It was not good luck that came from the sky, but she pulled herself out of the mud step by step.
