When Lin Zhixia died at the age of thirty-two, she realized that her mother's early death, her younger brother's disappearance, and the fact that her candy shop had been taken away at a low price were not bad luck, but someone had set up the situation step by step.
When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the midsummer of 1997.
My mother was still making mung bean paste in front of the stove, and my younger brother was sitting on the threshold holding an old painting book. The debt collector outside the door scolded me harshly, and the neighbors said that the Lin family's candy shop would not survive this month.
In her last life, she cried, was afraid, and endured, but in the end she kept nothing.
In this life, Lin Zhixia wiped away her tears and rolled up her sleeves.
Change recipes, make new products, set up stalls, and check old accounts. Starting with a bowl of iced mung bean soup, she gradually turned the dilapidated shop that was about to close down into a South Street signature.
Some people tried to force her to sell her shop, but she refused.
Some people wanted to break up her family, but she wanted her family to live well.
The sugar water must be sweet, and so must the days. She will get back everything she owes her family; she will never let go of anyone she has lost.
Mission: Be self-reliant and strong in adversity, and protect your family with hard work and love.