In the winter of the millennium, 22-year-old Qiao Xing married Li Jingkuan, who drove a truck.
This was a marriage to which she had accepted her fate. The family received the 80,000-yuan gift easily, and her mother counted the money more neatly than walking her into the car. Qiao Xing thought that her turn would soon be the story of those little sisters in the factory who were beaten and beaten after getting married.
Li Jingkuan was five years older than her. His skin was browned by the sun, and his palms were as thick as sandpaper. He had a naive smile and spoke slowly. On the wedding night, he didn't touch her. He just said, "You go to sleep, I'll make a bed on the floor." Then he really lay on the floor all night. Qiao Xing huddled under the quilt and thought, this guy is weird too.
Strange things lie behind.
He carried an apricot sapling, dug a hole to water it, and said, "You have apricot in your name, so plant one to accompany you."
The days passed like this.
Qiao Xing discovered that the truck driven by this man was very old, but the cab was always clean; he didn't say much, but he took all her "casual remarks" seriously. People in the village said that Li Jingkuan had married a good wife, but Qiao Xing was thinking that she had clearly picked up a treasure.
But fate never allows people to live a peaceful life. An accident, a huge debt, and a secret about his past were like three knives stabbed into this small family at the same time. What Qiao Xing thought was a good life turned out to be as thin as an apricot flower and would scatter when the wind blew.
But what she didn't know was that the man driving slowly had already been prepared to go over the mountains and ridges for her.
Purpose: Live a vigorous life