On November 10, 1994, the eighth day of the tenth lunar month, Li Juan was married.
Han Chunmei had not slept all night. She kept checking every detail of her daughter's wedding, terrified that something might go wrong when the groom's party came to fetch the bride and make her daughter lose face.
The first half of Han Chunmei's life had been full of twists and turns. She did not know how many grievances she had suffered or how many tears she had shed. Her determination to raise her two daughters into adulthood had been the pillar that kept her going all the way.
To put it bluntly, when Bi Hongwei had thrown Han Chunmei out of the house and her own family had rejected her after she returned home, she had truly considered ending it all. It was only her attachment to her two daughters that had carried her through that darkest winter.
If I leave, what will happen to the two children? Girls without a mother won't even find anyone willing to marry them!
Looking back now, it was fortunate she had not chosen the road to ruin. Otherwise, how could she possibly be living such a good life now?
Ever since Han Chunmei had married Li Kaijian, their days had improved by the day. Her two daughters had become more and more accomplished as well. Not only had they both graduated from college, but they had careers of their own.
And once Li Juan's wedding was over today, Han Chunmei's responsibility as a parent would finally come to an end. The most important step of her life's mission would have been completed.
That was why Han Chunmei was so nervous and so frightened at this moment.
Whenever she got nervous, she ordered Li Ying around.
"Ying, go