After I Was Reborn, I Sold My Natal Family

43-Year-old Xie Qiuhe died in the hospital corridor. The last thing that lit up the phone screen was a call from his brother Xie Weidong. She answered. He said: "I've been very busy recently." Call duration 00:43, she died like that. Before she died, she remembered when she was 18 years old. Her father called her into the main room and told her that he had arranged a marriage for her: a bride price of one thousand eight hundred and eighty yuan, but she could not use her legs. She knelt down and cried, begging her father, but it was useless. Married. For the next twenty-five years, he farmed, worked, and lived frugally, bringing his younger brother from the village to the provincial capital. Her brother graduates from college, gets a job, gets married, and buys a house, all of which are her business. And her brother only took care of her once, the phone call before her death. When I opened my eyes again, it was 1993. My father was in the main room discussing the bride price with the matchmaker of the Wang family: "Qiuhe! Come out!" Xie Qiuhe stood up and would never kneel again in this life. She has an additional book "China Market Events 1993-2003" in her hand. The price of cotton was going to increase, electrical appliances were going to the countryside, and there was a crisis in 1997, and she knew it all. The only difference was the cost, which she raised herself. I started with sixteen yuan, selling from the village market to the county wholesale market, and from a piece of cloth to a company. When her father wanted her to get married, she said: I have money myself. Her mother asked her to take care of her younger brother, but she said: I only take care of myself. When her younger brother asked her to help him find a job, she said, "It's not professional." In this life, she only lives for herself. As for Jiang Chibai, who works in a supply and marketing cooperative and competed with her for a cargo space when they first met, He said: Let's get together later. She flipped through the ledger and said: Everyone gets what they need. This is not a story about revenge; She is a woman who uses her second life to live for herself.