At the age of 32, Jiang Yunhe signed a divorce agreement.
There are 120,000 left in the account.
My ex-husband said, "You can't live without me."
My mother-in-law said, "Come back, Mom doesn't blame you."
She didn't go back.
She bought an old shop on Zhongshan Middle Road in Hangzhou that had not been opened for seven years.
Flower arrangements, second-hand books, and a copper sign hanging at the door——
"Yoonhwa Flower Bookstore".
In the first month, an average of eight flowers were sold every day.
The next month, a chain flower shop opened on the next street, offering a 40% discount on everything.
In the third month, my ex-husband came to the door with a partnership agreement - "I will help you expand."
She didn't sign.
Not because she doesn't need help.
It's because this store belongs to her.
——
"You won a newcomer award eight years ago. Then you disappeared."
"Yes. I opened a flower shop. It's on Zhongshan Middle Road."
"You give a pile of old wood a second life."
"You're already building a city."
"These eight years - you weren't waiting for me to come back. You were walking out."
——
Three generations of women, one small shop.
She finally didn't have to say "it's okay" anymore.
[Reading Tips]
·Realistic orientation, no golden fingers, no female rivalry
·Emotional line is a supporting role, career line and female friendship are the main line
·Open ending, the male protagonist is a frequent visitor
·Slow heating, healing, suitable for drinking with tea
Concept: A 32-year-old divorced woman opened a floral bookstore by the West Lake, and was supported by three generations of women to find her design talent that had been buried by marriage. From a customary perspective\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\