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The Swapped Brides: Whose Fault Is It?
The 1980s, in a remote, impoverished village. The Tang family favors sons over daughters and never treats their girls like people, seeing them only as cash cows to be traded for bride price. With three lovely daughters in the family, their parents control every aspect of their marriages. One absurd bride-swap and three exorbitant bride prices push the sisters into three marriages that nobody believes will work out. One is forced to become a second wife, enduring rumors and the whole village's
104.6kReads8.2Score4.4kShelves
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Living Together in Marriage
For women, marriage is like an uncertain gamble. Put your youth in, hand over your destiny, and hope to get some luck. No one can tell what will be harvested in the end - whether it is a "war without gunpowder" with hidden collisions, a transformation from a cocoon to a butterfly, or a dull trickle of life. From one person to a family of four, three meals cycle, the seasons change, and the time under the eaves is mixed with sweetness and bitterness. In the final analysis, it is a real cohabitati
1.5kReads—Score143Shelves
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The Child Bride Who Covets Her Younger Brother
"Zhou Zhengdong's legs are useless and his body is useless. He is not even a man!" Xiao Qing held back a bitter smile in his heart: Is the eldest brother useless? Only she knows that he is not like a useless person at all! In barren and isolated mountain villages, marriage exchange is a helpless way for poor families to bind relatives. Xiao Qing is a gentle and delicate girl, but no matter how bright her eyes are, she can't escape the shackles of changing marriages, let alone the worldly taboo
98Reads5.2Score—Shelves
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At That Time, We Were Young
In the normal campus, the most ignorant youth is hidden in the youthful age. We have grinned over an unsolvable question, cried with red eyes because of a friend's little awkwardness; we have been secretly "mourning" for a long time because of an unspoken confession, and we have clenched our fists and felt a bit of juvenile "hate" over trivial injustices. Those tiny joys, sorrows, and joys, those love and hatred that have not had time to be fully expressed, like dandelions blown by the wind, eve
27Reads—Score—Shelves
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Alive
The days of ordinary people always flow with tiny joys and sorrows. This is the story of a lower-class family - how a rural woman made her own way in the quagmire of life, and how the four children quietly stretched their branches against the background of poverty and the depressing atmosphere. With the weight of being a single parent weighed down, each person's character slowly changed over time, like paper ruffled by the wind, leaving invisible wrinkles.
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