On the Day I Escaped from the Wedding, I Brought Half a Set of the Lost Acupuncture Method Nan

Autumn 2000, Guangshan, Henan, ancestral hall. The marriage certificate worth thirty thousand yuan was placed on the altar table. In front of the whole family, young and old, Su Wan, 22, tore it up with two fingers. The clan elder called her crazy, and her fiance's family told her, "No one wants you except the Zhou family." No one knows what this clumsy-tongued village girl hides up her sleeves—— A copper thimble with "Shen's" engraved on the inner wall, and half a set of Su embroidery stitches that have been lost for hundreds of years. That was the trump card her mother had saved for her by hiding her name for half her life. Escaped from marriage and headed south, she drew the first smiling face on the broken eggshell. Five hundred yuan in travel expenses was stolen at the train station, and she squatted all afternoon without shedding a tear. On the seventh day after entering the factory, she spent thirty hours embroidering forty-two wrong stitches into a dark pattern of peonies, and asked a French customer to order an additional two thousand pieces on the spot. From the assembly line ironer to the workshop director, from the embroidery workshop in the urban village to the $1.5 Million order at the Canton Fair - she was cheated, stolen, and sued all the way, and she also took those who plotted against her to court one by one. Fake master steals acupuncture skills? See you in court. Capital grabs trademarks? See you at the International Court of Justice. My brother threatens to buy a house with bone marrow matching? She told him to spit out everything he swallowed. In the past twenty years, she has experienced the last smile her mother drew through the ward window during SARS, the darkest moment when her daughter's leukemia match failed, and she also experienced the atonement of being betrayed twice by her best friend and spending ten years slowly returning it. She said: The eggs will break, but the smiling face painted on them cannot be lost. This is not a rebirth article. There is no system, no space, no golden finger that can turn everything into gold.