Liu Pian was in Lefang, about to be pushed into the abyss.
Under the osmanthus tree at the ferry, Shenyang redeemed her with eighty taels of silver.
She felt like an object waiting for a price, and cautiously asked if she could serve him; but he told her seriously that people are never goods.
The two gradually stayed together through the temptation of alienation, and the hard-earned stability was pieced together by firewood, rice and fireworks. Liu Pian wrote and practiced calligraphy, hoping that the days would move forward slowly; the Shen family accepted her, who was full of past. Later, her daughter Qingru was born, and the courtyard was filled with cinnamon fragrance year after year.
But the Jianghuai war broke out suddenly, and it was quiet for a while, but finally hit the torrent of troubled times.
There are no powerful plots, no shocking counterattacks.
They are two ordinary people who have been scarred, supporting each other through the ups and downs of the world.
In his old age, under the osmanthus, the old stories were bound into a book and told to his daughter.
Osmanthus comes back year after year, we meet again in this life, and we have no regrets in the end
Intention: Even if you go through ups and downs in life, you will eventually find the fireworks in the world and the person who stays with you.