One day in 1974, a loud baby cry came from a broken thatched hut in a small village in Fujian. I am Sister Hui. I have 3 sisters and 2 younger brothers. The third sister was just born. When she saw that she was a girl, she was carried by the patriarch of the family and took her p

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One day in 1974, a loud baby cry came from a broken thatched hut in a small village in Fujian. The woman lying on the bed asked weakly: "Are a boy or a girl?"

"It's a girl again, but I like a girl." Her husband comforted her softly.

The woman struggled to sit up from the bed and said, "You can't let those people in the clan carry them to give them away!"

As soon as the words ended, several elders from several clans entered the house and wanted to take the baby girl away and give them away. Men and women keep the baby girl in their arms, but those people fail.

That baby girl is me.

(My current husband and I face the ups and downs of life together)

I am Huijie

(There are many well-preserved ancient buildings in my hometown)

In my memory, I have never worn a colorful piece of clothing. The clothes I wear are left by my sister. I will use them to re-bleach and dye them, and they will turn into dark colors such as black and blue.

But poverty and happiness are never antonyms. Our family is still united and loving in such a situation, and are happy. I have a cheerful personality and are also the "pistachio" at home.

My grades were average when I was in elementary school, and I was 6 points off when I was in middle school, so I had to get money to get it. My parents pieced together and borrowed 108 yuan. The 108 yuan that year was considered a big amount.

It’s a pity that I went to middle school because I couldn’t keep up with algebra, so I dropped out of school before I finished my junior year. I still feel very regretful when I think about it, and feel that I have let down my parents' expectations.

(I took a photo with my second sister when I was in China, and I was standing)

When I was 14 years old, our family returned from the mountains and built a house to settle it. In order to get rid of poverty, my father went out to do business every day, and my mother opened a grocery store at home and made breakfast.

The poor children are in the early stages of their homes, and I get up at 3 o'clock every day to help adults. first uses a stone mill to make oyster cakes slurry, and then ride on bike to go to the town 5 kilometers away from home to get some steamed buns, fried dough sticks, etc. and sell them.

Sometimes I would ride a bicycle with my dad to do business from street to street. My dad is very good at doing business, and I am also flexible in mind. I have learned a lot of business practices afterwards.

15 When the Chinese New Year was almost over, my father got in a truckload of cauliflower and took me to Hangzhou to sell it, and brought me and my elder sister and me with me.

But when I arrived in Hangzhou, I realized that the market was not good there, and cauliflower could not be sold at all. Seeing that a truckload of cauliflower was about to rot, my father decided to try his luck in Shanghai. This time he only took his second sister and left her eldest sister and me at a relative's house in Hangzhou. He left us some money before leaving.

(photos of the first arrival in Argentina)

First time wandering around the streets of Hangzhou, I was attracted by the dazzling array of small commodities. Finally, I couldn't help but tempt to buy myself a pair of red embroidered shoes, but I spent all the money left by my father. Thinking about having relatives taking in, my father came back soon, and he didn't feel very nervous.

I didn’t expect that I was not welcomed at all at a relative’s house, and I had to look at my relative’s face every day. My elder sister and I had to say goodbye, but the relatives didn't try to keep a word. It was raining that day, and my relatives didn't even give us an umbrella.

Walking in a strange city, without a penny in my pocket, and I have no relatives, I am beginning to be afraid. My elder sister has never studied and is a person who has no idea about doing things, so I can only think of it.

At that time, communication was underdeveloped and I couldn’t contact my family. I suddenly thought that there were “Lei Feng Service Team” at the railway station at that time, which should be able to help us.

So my elder sister and I went to the train station, and a woman in uniform warmly received us. I told her the situation, and while she recorded it, she was indignant and spoke for us.

(on the streets of Argentina)

At that time, the train ticket to Fuzhou was 49 yuan per person, and the eldest sister and I were 98 yuan, but we were penniless. The only valuable thing is the watch worn by my elder sister, which was bought by her in-laws when she got engaged, and it is worth 180 yuan.

We used this as a mortgage. The woman in uniform left us with the address and name. When she said that she wrote a letter, she sent her watch back to us.

I was worried that my father would not be able to find us when he returned to Hangzhou. There was a message board at the train station, so I went to the service desk to ask for a pen and some paper, and wrote on the paper: "Dad, my elder sister and I are back first, don't worry!" Then I signed my name and pasted the blank space on the message board.

Then he sent a telegram to his uncle, asking him to go to Fuzhou to pick up the station. At that time, I sent a telegram for two or three yuan a word. In order to save money, I carefully thought about it for a long time. Later, I wrote: "Train XXX, what time to go to Rong (the abbreviation of Fuzhou, this way can save a word) to pick it up."

(I was full of dreams when I was young)

on the train because I had no money, we endured our hunger. A young man opposite saw our embarrassment and wanted to buy us a piece of food, and we were embarrassed to accept it. He threw us a meal ticket and said that he was about to arrive at the station. If the meal ticket was not needed, it would be wasted, and then he left with his luggage.

So far, I can't be sure whether he really got off the train or went to another car to take into account our self-esteem.

We arrived at home the day before the New Year. Dad and the others rushed back to Hangzhou on New Year's Eve. As soon as my father arrived in Hangzhou, he went to his relative's house to find me and my elder sister. The relative said we were gone. My father was angry and anxious. He didn't bother to blame his relatives, so he took his second sister to find me and my eldest sister.

The city is so big, where should I find us? Dad was so anxious that he squatted on the street and burst into tears. At this time, the second sister comforted him: "My younger sister has always been smart, she must have a solution."

(Beautiful scenery in Hangzhou, I feel a lot of emotion when I revisited the old place)

Maybe there is really telepathy among relatives. After the second sister reminded me, my father suddenly thought of the train station. So I pulled my second sister up and ran to the train station. When I saw my message on the message board, my father felt relieved.

The first thing my father did when he rushed home was to write a letter of thanks to the woman who helped us at the train station. In order to express his gratitude, he also sent some money with the letter. didn't expect that we received a reply soon, and the money we sent and my elder sister's watch were returned.

Until now, I still miss the woman in uniform who helped us at that time and the young man who gave us meal tickets on the train. is them that make me feel that there will always be kind people in this world full of malicious intentions, and it also allows me to maintain a kind heart in my future behavior.

(working as a waiter in an Argentine restaurant)

But sometimes kindness cannot be treated well. At that time, our family still did not get rid of poverty, and our two younger brothers were still young and could not support the store. My father often went out, so our family was always bullied by the villagers.

The stove built in the breakfast at the door often disappears the next day, so I have to rebuild it. What's even more hateful is that once I was bullied, my second sister and I resisted and were beaten to the hospital. After being discharged from the hospital, there was no place to seek justice, so we had to leave it alone.

In this situation, I made up my mind: I must make a name for myself in the future and no longer be bullied!

But it costs 80,000 yuan per person to go abroad, and my brother and I cost 160,000 yuan. I can’t imagine how my parents asked for help in order to borrow this money. I only know that when I took the money from my father, what I actually received was the heavy hope that the family put on us!

(I have a strong sense of family and I often miss my family abroad)

On September 2, 1994, we set off from Fuzhou to Guangzhou Airport . It was raining heavily that day, like the tears I shed in my heart.

Our target country is the United States, but the contact agency said that we should go to Argentina first and then transfer to the United States.We followed the arrangements of the intermediary with confidence. We thought Argentina was just a station for me, but we didn't expect that I would still be in this country where my love, hate and love are intertwined.

It took two days to fly from Guangzhou to Argentina. After arriving in Argentina, he was arranged to wait for the opportunity to go to the United States in the Chinese area.

But I couldn't sit still after only one week. If I waited like this, I would spend all my money.

When I was arranging the accommodation, my brother and I had the same room. I was secretly happy at the time and thought I could save the rent for a room, but I didn’t expect that they would collect rent based on the bed! each bed costs US$60 per month, and my brother and I have to spend US$120 for two beds.

(I worked as a waiter in an Argentine restaurant, and I deliberately put on beautiful work clothes and took photos to my family)

So I wanted to find a job to relieve the financial pressure, but I don’t know how to speak here and have no identity, so finding a job is naturally difficult.

At that time, our landlord also opened a restaurant, so I volunteered to go to his restaurant to be a waiter. I was worried that he would refuse, so I offered to not have a salary and just give me some food. My goal is to learn languages.

, who doesn’t want the free labor force? The landlord agreed immediately, so I went to the landlord’s restaurant to work.

Wearing the beautiful work clothes in the restaurant, I also took a photo to my family so that they could see it and think I was living a good life here so that they would not worry about it. But in fact, I have cried several times, missing my parents, and I am also anxious about the unknown tomorrow. There is also a waiter from Fujian in the restaurant

. She came a few months earlier than me and only knew a little simple Spanish , but in my opinion at that time, I didn’t know how powerful it was. So I often asked her about Spanish, but she was worried that I learned to steal her job and refused to teach me.

(The man in the photo was my boss Lian Jiang, who was very grateful to him)

When I saw that the waiter could not learn anything, I turned to the kitchen to help. The kitchen is a greasy place, and everything I do is dirty work. Most young girls are unwilling to do, but in order to learn something, I rush to work.

has a free labor, and the chefs in the kitchen naturally like me. I took the opportunity to ask them about Spanish, and they were all happy to teach me.

In order to save 60 cents of bus tickets, I stayed in the restaurant at noon. But the restaurant doesn't have my bed, so I can't take a lunch break. I just found something for myself, cleaned and peeled potatoes...

The others were resting in the morning on the floor, and I was the only one left in the huge restaurant. At this time, a huge sense of loneliness will come to my heart, making me unable to help crying while working.

has been away from home for so long and hasn't called home yet, because the phone bill at that time costs US$6 per minute. I couldn't bear to fight, so I could only write a letter. But in the letter, I always report good news but not bad news. All the loneliness and loneliness are digested in my heart.

(You can only rely on letters to express your longing)

I have always been a more thoughtful person. For example, when they pass on dishes in the kitchen, they will register the dishes, and I will write them down carefully; in addition, when the chef cooks, I will also secretly learn the skills. When the chef is in a good mood, I will ask to "show off", so that the cooking skills will gradually become practiced.

But after working for a month, the money we brought was almost spent. My brother didn’t study or work, and I took all the pressure alone. I had to rack my brains to save money, and in the end, in order to save money on supper and tickets for going back tonight, I asked my boss to stay in the restaurant at night.

There is no bed in the restaurant, so I put a few chairs together as beds. The other formal employees slept in the upstairs room, while I slept in the corridor leading to the toilet on the second floor. We were in peace the first two nights, but I didn’t expect that I was almost sexually assaulted on the third night!

(I was only 20 years old when I first arrived in Argentina, but I was brave by nature and did not fear in the new environment)

I slept until midnight that day, and felt someone touched me, so I woke up immediately.I found out that I was an old employee who was very friendly to me! He used both soft and hard work to me, threatening and tempting, and said that if I didn't follow him, he would let the boss drive me.

I was not afraid, but threatened him in turn and said, "If you dare to touch me, I will expose this matter and see who will leave!"

He immediately surrendered. Since then, he was afraid that I would be better for me by making this happen, and he often speaks good words for me in front of his boss. The boss had a good impression of me because of this, so he immediately gave me a chance.

The boss had a separate restaurant at that time. A chef stopped making it and asked me if I could do it. If I could, I would let me go and make it, it cost 600 US dollars a month.

I immediately agreed. Actually, I don’t know how to use the oven, but I thought I didn’t know how to do it and learn it. Such a good opportunity cannot be missed. After I officially started

, although I learned very carefully, I was not proficient in doing it. At that time, there was a chef in the restaurant. Because he was a fellow villager in Fuzhou, he often helped me do it. After doing this for 20 days, the boss discovered me and he quit me.

(with customers)

But here I met one of the nobles in my life. He is Chen Jiazhen, the boss of spring scrolls in Argentina, and the president of the Fujian Association. Seeing that I was doing things well and admired me very much, he recommended me to a restaurant run by Wenzhou for cold dishes and dessert , which is also 600 US dollars a month.

At that time, several Fujianese were working in the store. Because the Wenzhou boss discriminated against us Fujianese, he directly called us "barbarians" and suspected that we were stealing things. I was very unhappy in doing it there, and I soon asked to resign. After

, I found several jobs one after another, but because I didn’t have a formal identity, I couldn’t do it for a long time. At this time, my brother had already gone to the United States, but my schedule for going to the United States was far away.

I had to find a place to stay and finally found a gathering place for fellow villagers in the capital. Dozens of people live together, and a bed costs 60 US dollars. I settled here temporarily.

(In 2003, our three sisters were in the UK)

I kept looking for jobs in newspapers, but because I had no formal identity, I was repeatedly rejected. At this time, a fellow villager introduced me to a Taiwanese boss’s import and export food company as a cashier. The company is on Taiwan Street, with only a dozen families, which are relatively biased. It is not easy for people from the Immigration Bureau to find out here, so the boss doesn't mind that I have no identity and hired me.

It was also at this time that I met my boyfriend's family. My fellow villager wanted to match us, and my mother-in-law also came to ask me for my opinion in person.

Because they all live together, I know more about their family. My boyfriend is a diligent and filial person. He can see him mopping the floor and washing clothes every weekend. Moreover, they are all together, which is very enviable to me, a person with a strong sense of family.

But it is not only that that touched me. I know that they have a permanent residence permit here. If I marry him, it means that I can also get a permanent residence permit .

(Meeting my ex-husband's family in the capital of Argentina)

I have suffered enough of the lack of identity. I am eager to end this life like a ghost, so I agreed. Perhaps the relationship was mixed with realistic considerations at the beginning, which laid the groundwork for its later unwillingness to end.

Soon after, I took a day off and went out to play and take photos with my boyfriend, so I made this acquiesce to this relationship.

More than 20 days after knowing him, the Taiwanese boss’s uncle wanted to contract a cafeteria and asked me to ask a fellow villager if he would do it.

At this time, my mind started to rotate rapidly. The contract fee for this restaurant was 20,000 US dollars, and the equipment was ready-made. My boyfriend was a chef in a restaurant, and my mother-in-law could make cold cuts. I had done this job in the restaurant. I could do this, but my boyfriend's brother and younger brother didn't have a job now.

If we contract together, we will have enough manpower and everyone will perform their duties and will definitely do it well.

I went back to discuss with my boyfriend's family, and they were also very excited. So I didn't ask my fellow villagers, but went back to show my strength in front of my boss and got this opportunity.

(take a photo with my friend in front of my restaurant)

Restaurant is more than 1,000 kilometers away from the capital. After we went to the inspection, we were very satisfied, so we contracted it. There were 5 people and 5 shares in total, and I owned one.

From then on, I would get up at three or four o'clock every day to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. After returning to the restaurant, I was busy entertaining guests inside and out, and cleaned up after closing.

But everything is difficult at the beginning. I lost money in the first three months, so my boyfriend's brother kept complaining about me. By the fourth month, the business began to get better, and each person could get $1,800, and by the fifth month, one person could get $2,100.

At this time, my boyfriend's brother started to make trouble again, because I didn't take out the money when contracting, but I got this opportunity, so I had agreed to take the shares before. But he bit me and didn't take the contract fee, so he shouldn't get the shares, but the salary.

I was angry and wanted to leave. My mother-in-law grabbed me and persuaded me, and I stayed. The boss before

saw that the business was ready and wanted to take back the restaurant, so of course we would not agree. But because the contract fee of 20,000 US dollars was only given 12,000 yuan, and the rest had not been given yet, the boss finally took back the restaurant for this reason.

(The boyfriend's family is big, so I envious of those who wander alone)

My boyfriend's family returned to the capital and opened a supermarket with the money he earned. Because my relationship with my boyfriend has never been confirmed, I have not followed me, and he has not invited me back together. This made me extremely sad and determined to make a living here alone.

A relative of my boyfriend at that time saw that I was capable, so he stayed to work with me. In 1997, I opened my first restaurant here. After I managed it carefully, my business was very booming.

I originally thought that I would not have any contact with my boyfriend's family anymore, but I didn't expect that my boyfriend's grandmother was seriously ill in China. According to the customs of my hometown, I might as well give her a happy life. At this time, my mother-in-law begged me again, hoping that his son and I would get married as soon as possible.

Sometimes when I think about it, I am really a shame, and I will refuse if I change myself. Because I have never felt any of his love since we dated, but I am still obsessed with the permanent residence permit, and my mother-in-law has been treating me well, so I didn't hesitate to agree.

(wedding photos of that year)

Wedding date is scheduled on July 20, 1997, "Friends Day" in Argentina. I bought a plane ticket the day before my marriage and returned to the capital.

The wedding was very simple, just to invite some relatives and hold several banquets in the hotel. Two or three days later I went back to take care of my restaurant.

Because the restaurant business is busy, I rarely go back to the capital, so I have been living a separation with my husband. It was not until we went out for a honeymoon together on the first anniversary of our marriage that I became pregnant with my daughter.

At this time, I opened another branch and became even busier. Due to overwork, I showed signs of premature birth. My daughter did not cry when she was born. She weighed only 1,800 grams. She stayed in the incubator for a month before she increased to 3,200 grams.

Argentina does not have the habit of confinement, so I was out of the hospital soon. Since my daughter is still in the hospital incubator, I run to the restaurant and the hospital. My husband only came to the hospital occasionally, and I only endorsed the whole process.

(photo taken on the day my daughter was discharged from the hospital)

After my daughter was discharged from the hospital, I took care of my daughter while managing the restaurant. I was very energetic and the restaurant business gradually faded. I also felt that this kind of life of separation from my husband had many inconveniences, so I sold the restaurant and took my daughter back to the capital.

After returning to the capital, I hired a nanny for my daughter and spared my energy and devoted myself to supermarket management. The supermarket business quickly improved, and one branch, two, and three branches were opened. My husband added an sports car to himself, , and drove around all day long, throwing the supermarket to me and his family to take care of.

In 2000, my son was born. I felt stomach pain at around 12:00 on December 25. My husband drove a sports car with a few friends to play in another place the night before. He returned home after his son was born and called him to send some milk powder. He said that he was too tired after driving for a long time, so his sister-in-law walked to deliver the milk powder.

When my son was two or three months old, we opened another branch. The business was very good. I managed it inside and out. Although it was hard, I also felt a sense of accomplishment.

(The supermarket business was very good and very busy at that time)

At that time, the public security in Argentina was very bad, and from time to time, there were reports that children of wealthy families were kidnapped. For the safety of my two children, my husband and I discussed sending the child back to China.

So in 2003, when my daughter was 4 years old, she sent her two children back to China. At that time, my parents both went to the United States, so we fostered my daughter at my uncle's house and my son at my aunt's house.

I thought I could do something big without any worries. I didn’t expect that one day in 2004, I received a call from my relative. As soon as I answered, my relative said, “Along is gone.”

Bolt from the blue! My husband and mother-in-law immediately bought a plane ticket to return to China. My son was already lying quietly in ice coffin . He died of a heart attack. I can’t bear to repeat the pain of losing my son!

What's worse is that my husband had an affair at home at this time. I tried to save it, but the hardest thing in the world is to call back a man with a changed heart.

(My son’s death is an eternal pain in my heart!)

His attitude is very ambiguous. He neither wants to break up with his lover nor divorce, so he just wants to waste it. I feel that this kind of marriage that is in name only has no meaning to survive, so I insist on divorcing him.

Lost a son and divorce, this kind of extreme pain in the world made me fall into depravity, and I lived in China for two years. I knew that if this continues, I would be ruined, and my friend also advised me to go back to Argentina to change the environment.

Early September 2008 is the day when spring in Argentina is coming. I went back and on the plane I silently said to myself: "I want to start over and find my own spring!"

Maybe it was God's favor. I just arrived in Argentina for only a month and a friend found me. He has a supermarket. Because he is not in harmony with the shareholders, he wants to terminate the cooperation with the shareholders and attract me to invest. I am mainly responsible for management and enjoy 40% of the shares.

After working for a year, we had different opinions. He intended to sell the shares in his hands, so I found a way to raise money and bought all the shares and started working alone.

(I once owned 6 stores in Argentina, which is one of them)

After the days got better, I took my daughter to my side. With my relatives, I became more motivated.

From 2008 to 2015, I opened 6 stores in Argentina. Such blind expansion also laid hidden dangers for future bankruptcy.

My store is actually not enough, but you can get a check in advance in Argentina. At that time, my daily turnover could reach 70,000 or 80,000 yuan. There was no problem with capital turnover, but I blamed myself for not knowing the people, which eventually pushed myself into a desperate situation.

When I developed into the fourth store, I met a fellow villager who helped us decorate. His surname is Lin, and he told me about the many difficulties in his family. I am a soft-hearted person and think that we are a fellow villager, so I decided to help him.

So I used the money I saved to buy a piece of land and opened another store with him. He provides equipment, I produce land and supply, and I account for 70% of the shares, and he accounts for 30%. I was managing it in the early stage, and after the business started, I left it to them to manage it.

Later, his father-in-law's family received a demolition payment in China. He borrowed it and wanted to buy more shares from me. I didn't agree, and I didn't want him to hold a grudge from now on.

(This is my former store)

In 2015, my brother got married, I went back to China and handed over the supermarket to my niece and her boyfriend for management. I only stayed for 10 days, and the sky collapsed when I went back.

Because young people do not know how to operate, the check collapses, and then a cycle of evil deeds has formed. At this time, my fellow villager took advantage of the situation and sowed the disagreement between me and my brother and niece, causing my relatives to leave me. In this way, I manage so many stores alone, no matter how hard I try, I can't make it happen.

That day I was doing charity in the Disability Association. I received a call and said something happened. When I rushed back, I saw four large trucks driving over from the court, freezing all my assets.

At that moment, I felt like my muscles and bones were removed and collapsed weakly on the ground. My daughter ran over and hugged me tightly in her arms. This cute baby who I protected well seemed to have grown up in an instant and became my only spiritual pillar.

In the next days, I sold several stores at a cheap price, but the money I earned was far from filling the huge loss of tens of millions.

(I always have the strongest spiritual pillar of my daughter when she was a child)

Even if life throws you to the bottom, life still has to go on.

After I was seriously ill, I began to plan my future life. I first rented a convenience store worth tens of square meters for my daughter to guard it. Then after investigation, I represented a brand of cleaning products to sell everywhere. The reason why I chose to make cleaning products is simply that it has a small investment. In addition to the sales of

, I also learned from others' live streaming to sell goods. Since January this year, the turnover has increased several times compared to the original one. The money earned every month is divided into two parts, part of which is used to repay debts; part of which is used as start-up capital for future turnarounds.

Summarize the path I have taken in the past. I have lost in two aspects: one is that the person who misappropriates kindness, which leads to misfortune in life; the other is that the business philosophy of doing business is not right. If you just want to become bigger and stronger, don’t you know that “the ship is difficult to turn around”, the bigger the business, the weaker the ability to resist risks.

people should walk and stop on the road of life, reflect on the past and look forward to the future, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome, and no mountain that cannot be climbed.

(I got seriously ill after bankruptcy, and this was the haggard look at that time)

is incredible to say. Just when I fell to the bottom and was almost losing confidence in life, Cupid's arrow shot at me from the distant Australia.

He was born in China and grew up in Australia. We know the Internet. He was deeply moved by my story. In his eyes, I was kind and tenacious, and I was a young strongman who could not be beaten.

He also had a marriage and had a son. He was like me, both traditional, loving his family and children, but in the face of his kindness, I was hesitant, afraid that his situation would implicate him.

, but he still insisted on flying to Argentina to meet me, and with his insistence, we got married in 2016.

When there was a problem with my capital chain, he also sent me a lot of money. The most sensitive thing in the second-married family was the money issue. His actions touched me very much. I offered to mortgage two pieces of land I had in Argentina to him, but he refused to accept it.

Now that 6 years have passed, our relationship is still very stable. The only regret is that he has his own career in Australia. We are far away from each other, but true love can always withstand the test of time and distance.

(In 2016, my husband from Australia and I got married in bolivar town)

Yang Jiang Mr. Yang once said: "Only those who are in humble have the most opportunity to see the truth about the world and human nature."

This time I went bankrupt, and I also helped me clarify who is enemies and who is friends. I am unwilling to pursue the past grievances. I am only grateful to my parents, second sister, lover and all my friends who still never leave me during my difficult days.

Only by letting yourself get out of the trough as soon as possible can you have the chance to repay their kindness. October is the time when spring is in full swing in Argentina. I firmly believe that my spring is coming soon.

[Oral: Sister Hui]

[Editor: Freedom]

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