I can't wear red, I can't walk through the front door, I can't even be considered a "concubine".
She was given ten yuan in cash and sent to the deep compound. Everyone was waiting to see her cry, see her make trouble, and see her rot in the mud.
Then she picked up the abacus.
An old account book, a piece of sewing thread, the suspicion of killing her father ten years ago - when everyone thought she was just a fertility tool, she had already used half a pencil to pry the foundation of the entire Li Mansion.
Lantern Festival family banquet, full of guests. Wearing a faded red wedding dress, she walked out from behind the pillar in the corner and said:
"I can recite all the accounts from the thirty-fourth year of Guangxu to the second year of the Republic of China."
Everyone in the house was shocked.
[Who said that a woman who is being sold as a pawn can only wait for someone to rescue her?
[She herself is the knife.
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She was married for six years, beaten for four years, starved for three years, and finally sold for ten yuan.
The daughter ran after the sedan and cried, "Mom - don't go -" She didn't look back. Because she knew that she would not be able to leave if she turned back.
Everyone in the deep house regarded her as a mute fertility tool. The maid rolled her eyes at her, and the eldest lady thought she didn't exist. Even the man who "bought" her only regarded her as a prop to complete the task.
Until she was on the desk late at night, dipping her fingers in tea and writing the word "tolerance".
There is a knife hanging in her heart, she will not hide, she will catch the knife.
She was married for six years, beaten for four years, starved for three years, and finally sold for ten yuan. The daughter ran after the sedan and cried, "Mom - don't go -" She didn't look back. Because she knew that she would not be able to leave if she turned back. Everyone in the deep house regarded her as a mute fertility tool. The maid rolled her eyes at her, and the eldest lady thought she didn't exist. Even the man who "bought" her only regarded her as a prop to complete the task. Until she was on the desk late at night, dipping her fingers in tea and writing the word "tolerance". There is a knife hanging in her heart, she will not hide, she will catch the knife.