In his previous life, Jiang Xiaoman married Zhou Jianguo, a formal worker in the supply and marketing cooperative.
In the second year of his marriage, he moved his mother-in-law, sister-in-law and nephew into his home, and she had to support six mouths per person.
The forty-nine-year-old was hospitalized with uterine fibroids. He used her bankbook to pay his nephew's schooling fee.
The hospital room was empty the day she died.
Reborn in 1987, her biological mother forced her to get married with a bride price of 360 yuan.
Jiang Xiaoman slapped the red cloth bag to the ground——
"Are you marrying your daughter or selling her? Three hundred and sixty plus a sewing machine, how much does it cost per pound for me?"
[Rebirth memory activation: all forty-nine years of life experience in the previous life are retained]
[Business sense +1000%, identifying people and scum +MAX]
I started making eggs with only 6 yuan and 30 cents, and my half-monthly income exceeded the salary of a regular employee.
Contracting the canteen of a steel factory, leading a group of laid-off aunts to fight their way out.
And the taciturn eighth-level welder upstairs always appeared when she was in the most difficult time.
He helped her repair tires, introduce customers, and renovate the kitchen, but never explained why.
Until a policeman came to the door and brought an accident file that had been dusty for fifteen years——
Only then did she realize that the bond between them was far deeper and more painful than she imagined.
Ex-husband Zhou Jianguo? He was fired from the supply and marketing cooperative and his father was imprisoned.
When he was kneeling at the door of the family home, crying and begging for reconciliation, Jiang Xiaoman was passing by holding Lu Beichuan's arm.
"Zhou Jianguo, do you want to buy me for 360? Are you worthy?"
Jiang Xiaoman: ... Okay, let's talk about it later. Anyway, I can't run away in this life.
