On the first day of her rebirth in 1980, her adoptive parents were selling her to others in exchange for a bride price.
In my previous life, I worked as a cow and a horse for forty years. After I died from exhaustion, my soul wandered for ten years. If she had to do it again, she would only do three things: break off the engagement, break off the relationship, and make money.
Did her adoptive mother call her a white-eyed wolf? She put the accounts of eighteen years on the village committee table. The adoptive brother wants to burn down her shop? She waited behind the door in advance, holding the scissors in her hand. The whole village is waiting to see the orphan girl starve to death? She used a second-hand sewing machine and started with 20 cents to change the waistband of trousers, and blazed a trail.
Later, the youngest staff officer in the camp looked at her twice every time he came for inspection. She handed over the sleeve, and he put it on on the spot and said, "Hands together."
Later, when he filled out the military application form, he wrote two words in advance in the "Relationship with the Applicant" column.
