Master Li, a Hanlin scholar, has three golden flowers in his family. The eldest daughter is beautiful on the outside and smart on the inside, and the youngest daughter is stunningly beautiful in the capital. Li Mingchun is the second daughter. After the eldest sister and younger sister left their parents to decide to stay at home and recruit a new wife, they were accused of marrying a Jinshi scholar next door who was much older than her.
My father said: Your husband is a first-class Jinshi. Although the family is a little poor, there will be no limit to the future. You must not hold on to your status.
Mother said: Darling, your sisters are all at home, how can I be willing to let you marry far away? There is only a wall between our house next door and my house. If you marry us, we won't have to suffer the separation of flesh and blood.
The older sisters gathered around, the eldest sister smiled and agreed, and the younger sister envied her for marrying an official husband.
Li Mingchun got married obediently.
When she was in the boudoir, she was taciturn and submissive. When she got married, she was submissive and satisfied everyone's expectations. She endured her harsh mother-in-law at first and her unruly brother-in-law at the bottom. By the time her husband agreed to spend his life with his wife, Li Mingchun had already endured the grievances in his heart and lingered on the sickbed for a long time.
After her death, she watched her father change his usual serious attitude and lead his servants to go to the next door to seek justice for her. Her mother's eyes were red with tears, and the Li and Xu families were in an uproar because of her death.
Li Mingchun thought she had no regrets and her family really loved her.
When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was lying on the desk in her boudoir where she had been before she was married. A crabapple leaned into the window and its petals caressed her cheek.
A maid outside the door said softly: Miss, madam, they have already gone to the banquet.
Li Mingchun remembered that this was the year she grew up, and her mother took her elder sister and younger sister out for a banquet. As usual, she was the only one forgotten.
The same thing happened too many times, and she thought she should have forgotten it. She never wanted to go back to this moment, but she remembered it clearly.
She had so many regrets and grievances that at the time she could only call them ordinary.
It was cruel to realize step by step that she was not loved, so later she took the initiative to adopt her second uncle's family and became a stranger to her former family. She stopped listening, not seeing, was no longer silent, and burned everything with intense emotions like lava. Is it normal?
Purpose: Love yourself first before loving others, you are the most reliable
