Lu Shanhe was reborn.
Back to the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month in 1985, the day of the wedding.
The mother-in-law temporarily increased the betrothal gift from 200 to 500, and also asked for three large items. In his previous life, he gritted his teeth and borrowed money. As a result, he married into the Liu family for twenty years and was squeezed out of his blood and sweat. His craftsmanship was sold at a low price by his brother-in-law. His father sold blood and contracted an illness and died. His sister dropped out of school to collect medicine and fell off a cliff. He himself even died in a woodshed, and only when he was dying did he realize that he had spent half his life raising a cheap son for someone else.
This time, Lu Shanhe overturned the bride price.
"I don't want to get married anymore."
Amid the uproar throughout the village, he held the hands of his mother and sister, turned and left.
No one knew that this carpenter who was ridiculed as "working like a fool" should have been a famous craftsman in a great country in his previous life. No one even knew that a pine and crane ornament he carved casually could make the master of the county cultural relics store bid 80 yuan on the spot.
A year later, Lu Shanhe returned home in glory on a motorcycle. His ex-wife's eyes were red and she wanted to remarry. He said calmly: "Thanks to your family's force, I woke up."
Before he finished speaking, a girl from the city took his arm and said, "Uncle Chen is calling you to discuss opening a factory."
Lu Shanhe never looked back.
There was gold everywhere in the 1980s and 1990s, but he just wanted to rely on a craft to lead his family to a good life.
