When I was fifteen years old, my parents sold me to the old man of the Zhao family for a secret marriage.
I was not sad, on the contrary, I ran away happily.
Rather than waiting for the whole family to starve to death, it would be better to sell me and have enough to eat for a few days.
At the wedding hall, Zhao Tianyi, the eldest son of Zhao, hugged a rooster and paid homage to me.
I don't care, after all, you can't really dig up a dead person and marry me.
But who knew, someone knocked on my door that night:
"Madam, please open the door for your husband."
Intention: Live hard and the results will not be too bad
