That night, Chuxia's family of three slept on one kang, while Lin Wenbin and Zhou Mikang slept on another.
The thin moonlight cast on the kang. Chuxia, unable to sleep, looked at Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe lying beside her, feeling particularly content.
Once, their family of three also lay together like this, but their feelings were worlds apart. Now, fate was finally in her own hands, and being together as a family made her feel particularly grounded.
Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe were also quite emotional. They never imagined, even in their dreams, that their lives would change so drastically in just a year.
This time last year, they were still crammed into a house with Lin Baojiang's family, constantly bullied by Zheng Sanqiao and Liu Meiqing.
But now, they had their own house, a red-brick house with a tiled roof they never dared dream of. Chuxia got married, and to a family they could never have dreamed of...
